My anxiety increased.We raced inside, and found the house empty. A kitchen chair was lying sideways on the floor, and it looks as if there had been a ...struggle. I saw a single white sheet of paper on the table. There was a short, hand-written message on it. It read:I have your precious girlfriend. If you want to see her alive, come to the farm alone. You know what will happen if you don’t do as I say... It was signed “Witherand”. Looking closely at the paper, I thought I could see a bloodstain -. Which she was, at first. The books had been shelved in a semblance of order but there was a great deal of fine-tuning to be done and the cataloguing software was both inadequate and unfamiliar and there were new library cards to be made and given out and a myriad of other tasks requiring her attention. She did them all perfectly. She felt a small thrill of pride every morning when she pinned on the tag that read Theresa Bryant - Head Librarian before opening the library for the day. But after a. ..otherwise I was sure he would have put his cock in my pussy right there...He asked me several times if everything was alright with me and I said yes, I am okay, no worries...After a short swim we decided to go back for another drink... I came out the water first coz C wanted to wait a little bit to let his dick go back to normal relax size. I climbed out the pool and a gentleman hurried to bring me my towel and hang it around my shoulders. Funny and little bit exiting feeling to be naked in. .. I stop you agonisingly close... holding you from it... "slowly" i say...This just makes you want it more and I see that you start fingering yourself... Squatting down, spreading your pussy wide... You've been waiting for this and you're aching to fuck...While you finger fuck your soaking wet pussy, I move towards you slowly and stroke my big, throbbing cock across your lips... Im gripping my cock at the base and making it swell and throb... you can see how deep purple and shiny the head of.