This time completely aware that she was in some other room. She thought of the dungeons she had seen the kidnappers would keep the victims in movies. ...ut this was no dungeon. The house more than well furnished. With the double bed she was on, the curtains, marble and wooden floors. Everything was well enough for a VIP. As she started to pull herself up she felt a sour pain in her neck and between her thighs. As she brought her hands near her pussy, she could feel that it was on only covered. Her body reacted to the man fucking her in that hallway entrance. A handle of minutes after Danny thrusted into Mary, they all heard it. Danny and Mary were still. Molly, Billy, and Michael stopped too. From Clem’s room they heard the eighteen year old exclaim, “Fuck me, John!”Whatever foreplay the two young lovers were doing in the other room stopped. Then came the gasp and the deep moan of Clem being penetrated. Soon after, the rhythmic sound of a man fucking his woman came to their ears as. They can be like weeds in a garden. Some times they need to be eliminated." Well these are American weeds I think," I said."All weeds are alike," he said."Except the kind you smoke," I added. We were still on the porch with the beer when my old phone rang. "Hello," I replied."This is Rita, I'm at the Rural Police sub station in Williamston. What should I do now?" she asked. I had put her on speaker so Buddy could hear."Tell her to meet us in Mossberg, she can stay with us," he said. I grinned. I started sucking his cock as the man pulled out and stuffed his cock back in my dripping wet pussy. One more slow stroke like that and the fucking was on. Oh, my God, he started fucking the living hell out of my pussy with long hard strokes banging his cock all the way in on each stroke.I was really being pushed but I was determined not to be a sissy. I held my pussy up for him pushed back against the hole in the wall and took the brutal fucking the man was determined to give me. My pussy.