‘That was well done,’ the man said. ‘I had not expected you to have any combat training.’ He walked over to the bed and climbed on top of her....Still groggy, she tried to gouge his eyes out, but his hands caught her wrists as his knees pried her legs apart. Growling she went for him with her teeth, but his head jerked forward and caught her a blow just above the bridge of her nose. She saw stars, again. ‘Fucking bastard,’ she spat. ‘Technically correct,’ he acknowledged. Francesca felt his stiff. You make me feel so good when I know you are watching me.Will you tell me who are some of the guys that dad didn't like what he saw? Sure honey, let me get my drink and we can talk in the livingroom. Mom put her robe back on and we sat in two big chairs that were across from each other. Are you sure you want me to tell you some of the stories honey, they won't bore you? Heck no mom, I'm starting to get hard again just thinking about them. Well, if you feel like playing with yourself as I tell. He’s got into a bar fight the night he got there been in lockup since.”“Okay, Brad you talk to Farmington. See if he can provide anything further. I’m going back to that widow’s place - Timmings. Maybe she can add something.”“It’s almost three am.”“Can’t be helped. We’ve got to find this killer -- NOW!”Mrs. Timmings! Hello! It’s Sheriff Raintree!” shouted Linda as she banded on the old wooden door. After a few moments a light appeared inside and the door cracked open.“Land sakes, sheriff. It’s. She groaned, a desperate hunger in her depths. She had to be filled. To be used and fucked.She didn’t need her pussy eaten.“Fuck me,” Abigail hissed, releasing Britney’s nipple. “Ram that big, thick cock in me, Damien. I need it. Pound me. Oh, I’m so horny.”Mary laughed as Faust howled.“Pound me. Make me scream louder than Faust.”“Yes,” Damien growled, his lips smeared with her pussy juices.Damien mounted Abigail as he unzipped his fly. With the dexterity of a vampire, he produced his dick and.