I didn't, I thought to myself.The one behind me was now on his knees behind me with his cock in his hand spitting on it to get it wet before he shoved... it up my ass. He'd raped me before so I knew what was coming, so to speak. The one in front said want me to hold him as he grabbed my hips and thrust his big black cock into my anus and said nah, he ain't goin nowhere and slowly he worked his cock into my tight asshole. He pulled me back onto his cock and I felt it go straight up my ass and I. “What about her?”“She’s trying to find you,” she said. “Do you want to be found?”“I am always at home to Karen,” I said. “Of course I want to be found. Why?”I could hear rustling of paper, “She called Pan Am and I took her call. I had to be sure you wanted to talk to her.”“I do.”“307-672-8828.” Rachael said.“That’s home,” I said.“She sounded anxious,” Rachael said.“Probably needs money,” I said. “She wouldn’t have called otherwise.”“Might be ... we usually do,” Rachael said.“I need to get to. "Leanne stared at Danny with a sympathetic look in her eye that made himuncomfortable. He'd never liked people pitying him because of his badleg. Then Leanne stared at the cane for a moment before snorting andturning back towards Danny.After Leanne had stared at Danny for a moment, a mischievous smileformed on her face, making Danny feel a bit nervous. "You know kid..."Leanne said slowly, "if you're gonna be pretending to be me tonight,you're gonna have to do it right or you'll make people. “You have a very nice place,” Brent commented, turning back to her.“Thank you,” Emma said politely. “I like it. Bruiser seems to as well.”The apartment was an open floor plan. The front door entered into the living room and the kitchen was on the far side. Bruiser had wandered into the kitchen and was presently peeing on the leg of a kitchen chair.“Bruiser! No!” Brent shouted. Emma laughed.“It’s ok, I’ll clean it. I put my clothes there frequently when I come home so I suspect it smells a lot.