”Serori frowns as well as her face shadows with sadness. “Does that mean he hasn’t been in?” she asks sounding a little more hopeful than she ...ooks.“Oh, he’s been in,” Bear informs her. “He just hasn’t asked about you.” He flashes her a smile and continues. “Cheer up. I’m sure he was thinking of you.”“Doubt it,” she mumbles.“Hell, I thought about you the whole time,” the man admits. “But hey, he’s just one guy, right?”“Kind of,” she mumbles again.“Come on, kiddo,” he says stepping out from. She had a pen in the pocket. She moved and the pen fell out onto the floor. I saw her small name tag. "Mistie" "Here let me get that Mistie." I said. "I got it Buck. Thank you. I just started last week and your the first not to laugh at me for dropping things. Let me get it." said Mistie. I froze in the chair. She bent her body down to pick up the pen. Her small hands moved just over the top of the pen. She finally squatted all the way down. I got a great view of her large cleavage. I thought,. As I continue to taste her, I feel his thumb circling my asshole. He reaches it lower and dips it into my own wetness before gliding it back upwards and pressing gently against my tight backdoor. The feeling is so delicious that I instinctively back up against it, and he pushes it just inside of me. I can feel my asshole tighten around his thumb, but he leaves it there and continues to fuck me with no apparent hurry. After a minute I can feel myself relax around him and he presses further until. She waited, assuming it was him. So far as she knew it could be no one else. She knew he would not let her live, he had made that quite clear. She watched the miniscule strip of light at what must be the bottom of the door. Waiting, pleading with whatever god there was to let it end, and soon. She could no longer wait. She had no idea of how long she had been there. Locked away inside the man’s massive house hidden deep in the woods outside of the city. She had watched that strip of light for.