“Ada apa, Pak?” tanya Anissa.“A-anu, non… sepertinya saya kehilangan kunci mobil sewaktu buang air kecil tadi.”“Aduuuh… Pak Bejo ini gim...na sih?” nada suara Anissa meninggi karena jengkel, tapi gadis itu segera memperbaiki nada suaranya agar Pak Bejo tidak marah. Mereka hanya berdua saja di tempat sepi ini dan hal terakhir yang diinginkan Anissa adalah membuat Pak Bejo marah. “Saya temani deh mencari kuncinya.”Anissa melangkah keluar dari mobil, karena hari mulai gelap, ia menggunakan nyala. Ignoring the request to return to the latest scores, she shook my arm pensively, and tried to capture my gaze in her own desperate one. ‘How much. . .’ ‘Hundred or so.’ Not knowing her desperation I retorted, ‘Go ask your Mommy.’ That hurt her and she began to withdraw. ‘I’ll fuck you!’ She was reaching. ‘IRS beat you two it kid, excuse me.’ I started to fold the paper. ‘I’ll scream rape.’ ‘Let me plug my ears.’ She muttered something that almost made me blush, effectively dispensing the last. Mere seconds of emptiness forced a rushed sigh of relief and then something blunt pressed at me. Holding my head to the wall, I thought Xavier had sneaked up and was about to fuck me without warning. Fighting the tension of my sphincter muscles, it burned and burned as that latent panic returned with vengeance. Hilde ignored my protestation and pressed harder.“Oh fuck!” I exclaimed.A swat of my tense arse cheeks was my punishment. “Hush!”I struggled and it took all my concentration not to fight. As she watched in rapt fascination, a small drop of pre-cum formed at the eye of his rock hard cock. With a small moan she strained against her bonds and extended her tongue to bridge the gap between her and her prize. A swift flick of her tongue and the droplet was hers. She moaned wantonly as the taste of him invaded her senses. This was the straw that broke the camel's back. Any and all ideas of resistance to her attacker went out the window."Give me your cock! I want your cum... fuck my.