I stood in the kitchen, jeans black blouse, black bra, and thought he'd either run a mile or be like a k** at Xmas when he heard our suggestion. I hea...rd a rumbling sound and looked through the kitchen window and it was Chris riding down the lane to our garage,followed closely by a bmw car driven by a 40 something yr old wearing a suit.I ran my hands over my breasts and across my arse hoping that soon all 3 of us were getting each other off. As the door opened I quickly undid the top 2 buttons. Quick, but understandable — Janice was in the biz.Tom Robinson, a real estate investor, had made the Thursday night reservation a week before. No special occasion, just a night on the town. A leisurely dinner, one bottle of wine, red. Then they each had a glass of St. Agnes XO 15-year old brandy with dessert. Credit card receipt.Drove directly home to find the front door unlocked. Back door too. Tom hadn’t bothered with setting the alarm, usually didn’t with their two children out on their own.. You occasionally hear hushed or garbled words from your kidnappers, but it is hard to discern given the circumstances. One thing you are sure of is that there are other victims of theirs in the van with you, at times pushing up against you or fruitlessly fighting against their restraints. On several occasions you feel the van come to a quick halt and the side door slide open before your kidnappers rush out, only to return moments later with what sounds like another struggling victim.Eventually,. Unnhh...God you feel so...aahhh...fucking good," Sunita cried as I increased my pace.I kept pounding her, moving harder and faster inside her slick pussy - watching her face twist in lust and hearing her moans echo in the enclosed space. I could feel her body fucking me back, feel her pussy tightening its hold on my cock as she reached her peak."Does your husband ever fuck you so well baby?" I gruntedShe didn't answer, her face revealing her resistance -- but her body was too far gone now. I.