“Close all the windows! Lock them!” Robbie runs to the backdoor, locking it, then makes sure the front one is as well. “Are you okay?” He rush...es back to Agnes, who stands frozen in place, fear freezing her veins.“I-I’m—” She stutters, but is rudely interrupted by a loud bang against the door.“Is it the gang?” Clay asks, eyes wide.“I didn’t think it was this serious,” Luke, her childhood best friend, adds in.Another bang, even louder, can be heard. The front door creaks ominously.“They will get. Stop at the Stockton Valley Market. I phoned in an order, and it should be ready for pick up. Don't worry about paying for it. It's on my account. Once you get loaded, take the street immediately behind the Market, and follow it out of town. Take the extreme right hand fork, when you get to the confusion point," Matthew said and hung up.I stared at my phone after it went dead. Damn! The man was very pre-emptive, to say the least. Still, he was the only one I felt anywhere comfortable to talk. I can feel you tease all around it and even barely flicking my pussy. I am so wet. You stand and put the head of you hard cock inside me and thrust yourself inside me. It hurts, but in such a good way. I feel you slide in and out of me. You grab my hair and pull my head back, you whisper in my ear, "Tonight, I take care of you." Your other hand then slips under my right breast and you keep fucking me. It feels so good, so full and tight. You pull your hard cock out of me and turn me around.. Now also she talked so dull. I asked her to come. She came and we went nearby coffee shop. Her eyes were full of red colour maybe because she was cried a lot for the first time.I called as dear, what’s the problem. She sat quietly. I went near her and hold her hands in between mine and asked again. She started crying there itself and rested her head on my shoulders and started telling. She got married 3 years back her husband is a PM in a reputed companyAnd work alcoholic. He always comes home.