This time, I didn't mind."I have a foot-long sandwich here, would you like to sit down and join me?" she asked.She must've studied me for a few minute... and decided that I looked safe. Was she just being nice? Was she trying to pick me up?"Sure, why not? My stomach's grumbling a little."The real reason I sat down with her was simply to make conversation with what was becoming the object of my desire. You see, I just go nuts for women with long, black hair – the longer the better. I don't know. Julie was slowly cramming the dildo in my pussy. Her hands kept me from seeing how much of the dildo I'd taken but I thought I felt it touch my back wall. Julie moved her hands and the dildo stuck up into the air. I hadn't taken half the dildo more like two thirds. The rest of the dildo hung out of my cunt. The dildo was rubbery so it sagged very little but instead hung straight in the air. Julie then took and bent the dildo and released it. It sprung back and I instinctively clenched my. "Elizabeth could only suffer the embarrassment as they talked about her as if she were notthere, talked about what they were going to do to her body, how she would react.Michael sat in front of her, grabbed the baby oil. "You have to make sure you rub her pubeswith baby oil, otherwise she will get razor burn." He poured some into his hands and felt herbody jerk when he touched her naked vulva. "Yes, you did a good job of shaving her," hishands rubbed the smooth skin with the oil, the youthful. "My God, we have to call the police," Dad said.He accelerated the car down the street until we rounded another corner.Dad pulled his cell phone from his jacket and dialed 911."Dad, who was that?" Grady asked."Yeah Dad, who was it?" I asked, remembering the evil glint in the man'seye. His face scared me more than the worse nightmare I had ever had. Itried to put his face out of my mind; the evil blue eyes, the crookednose and the cold white fish look of his skin. I was terrified by what Ihad.