“Very nice….. I see you got my notes.” His arousal level leapt again! Her voice….the way she spoke…deliberate, measured, expressive, genuine...…..the type that could make any man cum just by talking. Keeping his cool, he nodded. All the while teasing n playing for her. This was amazing. Being under the spell of a stranger, she knew exactly what she was doing to him. With a sly grin she continued.“This is a much better view than through the window. I think you deserve a bit of a view too!” She. He did point toward me. The roughneck kid turned to look. He found himself staring down the barrel of that snub nosed hammerless .38. ‘What the hell?’ he truly was mystified. He had to be wondering, how in the hell an old man and middle-aged bitch could have gotten the upper hand on him. I mean he was obviously so much smarter and so better looking, and in so much better shape than us, it just made no sense at all. He was still wondering, when Marty said, ‘Now are we going to have to murder you. 'So what? So she can force you to fuck her? Come on!?!?!'“You just want to fuck me?” he asked incredulously.She pouted, pressing her hands against his chest, and grinding her little pussy against his hard shaft more slowly as she panted, “Well that, and I want to suck your cock, and I want you to lick...”“Lick your pussy.” he finished for her. “That's it?” he asked in disbelief, his own breath starting to quicken as his cock leaked precum into his pants.Her now wet pussy rubbing against him as. "And as much as it seems like a good idea at the time, never ever disarm yourself when dealing with a hostage situation. I had to make a potentially dangerous shot because you almost got all three of you killed. You bargained away your leverage in the situation."Bryan sat, aghast as he listened. He looked around the room at the people he had trusted, feeling more than a little betrayed. His mind was spinning out of control, unable to grasp the situation at hand and hang on. Finally he simply.