He had just finished polishing a veryVictorian dresser when the phone rang. Chris had stepped out, so it fellon Doug to answer it."Lark's Antiques," h...e chimed into the reciever, putting the last toucheson the display case that the phone sat on.The voice that greeted him was very raspy and dusty, almost as old assome of the things I was selling. "Greetings," the old man offered. "Ihave an item you may be interested in. A necklace, early Mayan."Mayan, Doug thought. Interesting, but this had to be. I hazily looked up to focus on Carl... his blue robe wide open... and jacking himself against the glass of the door. Tap, tap, tap with his fingernail. What the fuck is going on? The clock read almost midnight, for Chrissake. I wanted to ignore him and roll over like it was all a bad dream. Maybe he'll go away. Tap, tap, tap. I could hazily see his precum smearing my glass and the look in his eye told me he wasn't going away. I can't explain why I did, but I reached over to unlock the door. I. At first I thought it was just the some kids doing the nasty but realized the girl was in trouble when I saw one of the guys was holding her arms and two guys were holding her legs apart while the fourth guy was on his knees between her legs. She couldn't yell because she had a scarf tied across her mouth.I yelled at the toughs while pulling my piece from the back of my pants, "Hey! Stop! Get off her. Let her go! I'm a police officer. Do it now."The guy on his knees jerked his head around and. Miss Harper’s butt starts humping frantically backwards in eager response, parting her ass-cheeks even further, opening up her pudenda and giving my repeated thrusts added pile-driving depth and volcanic impact as she lurches back against them, moaning and groaning in her lust.The slut, she soaks everything up, just as hard as I can deal it out to her. Her eyes are glazed and saliva drools from her half-open mouth, whilst she gasps out incoherent phrases, most of which seem to consist of.