Damn! The cop doesn’t speak English. Was he staring at her breasts? Couldn’t he see she was bleeding like hell and indian needed help. She screamed at him for help. He kept saying something which she figured was a question but she had no clue what he was asking. Another cop walked up to them. The first cop told him something. The second cop turned to her and asked in broken English where she came from and why she was covered in blood. The first cop took a jacket from inside the car and handed it to her. She took it but she would have to drop the blanket to wear it and she wasn’t getting anymore naked than she had to in front of these guys. She pointed out in the general direction of the cottage. She blurted out about the rape and that she was hurt and needed to get to a hospital. But first, she needed her passport and phone which were both in the cottage. There is something weird about the cops. She can’t place a finger on it. The second cop makes her get into the back of the car, a little too eagerly. The cops talk agitatedly in Swedish. She understands that ‘blod’ is blood. Yes, she is bleeding. Haven’t these cops seen blood before? On the ride she notices that the lights are on in the houses they pass by, at least in a few of them. The power must be back. As they cross the tree-lined stretch of lightless road she realises that she had instinctively ran in the opposite direction of that stretch. They reach the cottage. Picture perfect even in this dying storm. The lights are still out in the cottage. The cops park right outside the driveway and walk towards the house. She is terrified to get out but she figures she would feel safer with the men than alone in the car. She gingerly steps out. The door is open… as she must have left it. Strange, she thinks… why didn’t the lights come on when the power came back? The cops take out their guns and enter the living room. She points to his bedroom and tells them that he had attacked her in that room. She starts sobbing uniform again, reliving the pain and the fear. The second cop stays nurses back to comfort her while the first one pushes the door open. From where she is standing she can see him sleeping. Mary giggled. They didn’t pay their top price, we didn’t have to accept our bottom price. As she delicately walked down the stairs, I approached to give her a kiss, and she put a finger to my lips and deftly pushed me away and stepped by, uniform a mischievous grin upon her face. We struggle to survive each and every day, praying for any little advantage we can gain over the Empire. Your bratty daughter doesn’t like Darren because he keeps her in line, disciplines her, and sets ground rules. dog suddenly mounts me my cock throbs. It felt nice, but the thickening piece of meat in my mouth tasted and felt better. “She'll be leaking,” he grinned as he pulled me off the table and towards the living room. I smiled and turned, diving for him. “I’ll make you love me…I’ll make you beg me…” I heard the sound of his belt unbuckling and I started to panic. Ron looked at Mark again, then at Amy, at her irresistible figure. I was really starting to struggle finding new nurses daring tops to wear for Zeke. Jackie had been left alone in her day pen with the hounds. I don’t know if my face glowed bright red at this point, but it certainly felt like it was on fire. On the final bite, he dangled the bite over his mouth before shoving it in. The girls all laughed as Jennifer had to hand over the money collected to John. She pressed her finger into me a little more insistently, slowly circling my ass, as her tongue made indian matching circles on the tip of my cock. “Oooh.