She Slept With Everyone

Lord Krinn leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “Where is your daughter, Cynthia, little one?” then sat back and sipped the incredibly old tasting scotch. Hiding somewhere upstairs?” his smooth voice thrilled her to her very soul as his hand slowly traced down to her full and ample left breast, the fingers teasing and plucking at her incredibly hard nipple. Putting his ear lightly against the door, he began turning the dial listening for the clicks of the lock, taking note of their positions on the dial. He pulled his hand away from her sex and released her nipples as she whined in loss, wanting nothing more than for this deadly man to touch her again, explore her again and make her cum again. Last, he switched on the porch light before unlocking and opening the front door and allowing the men there to enter. Then he motioned for the man holding her to take her outside and he whisked her out the door.