If I asked he wouldn’t do it. “You’re so wet, did you cum while I had my dick down your throat? You dirty bitch.” I he slapped my ass. “Plea...se forgive me master.” I asked. “Shut up.” He grabbed my waist and tilted me ass in the air. I felt his dick against my pussy. He rubbed the head against my clit. I pushed back for him to penetrate but he pulled back. He teased my pussy for what seemed like forever. My body was trembling and I was going crazy. “Don’t you cum until I tell you.” He said. He. He was stalking them. He would wait all night, if he had to. Then, when they came out, he would open up with that gun.The man was crazy when it came to Beth. Charley had no doubt of that. He had been determined to catch her and shoot her for months now. The brunette considered calling the police, then decided against it. That would still land her boss in jail. That would still end her easy money with the film job.She counted the number of doors from the end of the building down to the two. She carried on dancing, and the singer danced with her, still playing the guitar and singing. Zann really can dance, with her natural fluidity, and of course it had to be flirtatious. Up on the stage her dress wasn’t completely hiding her panties. She slid behind the sexy little singer and rubbed her ass against her, then turned and rubbed her front. The singer rubbed back and the audience cheered and clapped.There was one more number before the end and the band kept Zann up there. She was. As I fantasised I noticed her moaning getting faster, I could now hear the bed against the wall. I was so turned on that I couldn't hold back any longer and my cock erupted shooting spunk all over my hand and wall. I had never cum so much before.I felt a bit awkward and got back in my bed but I couldn't stop thinking about what I had heard. I had a few wanks thinking about it, I even imagined her coming into my room and catching me wanking for the second time that night. The next day I couldn't.