It had seemed like such a good idea when she had heard about it on the radio. It had been one of tho

It had seemed like such a good idea when she had heard about it on the radio. It had been one of those “Crazy News” moments, about a bank robber who had been driving police crazy in Nebraska. The other woman had made a point of not wearing a shirt during her robberies, making getting an accurate description difficult. Sharice was a bit hard up for cash herself, and while she wasn’t quite willing to flash her goods in public, doing it in the dark of night didn’t seem so bad.Her first few burglaries had gone off without a hitch, netting her several hundred dollars from some of the pawnshops a couple towns over. There’d been a small note in the police blotter about one of the break-ins, but that was it.Tonight things had gone entirely tits up. Not only was the home owner home, he was awake and alert when she’d forced the basement door open. She’d gotten as far as the top of the basement stairs when rough hands had grabbed her by the wrists and pulled her into the blacked-out kitchen.Her first clue that the man had been naked was she felt the length of his cock pressing against her ass. A shiver of fear had run down her spine as she realized just how vulnerable she was.“Well, well, lookee at what we got,” the man whispered in her ear. He had an accent to him, one should couldn’t quite place. “A sneaky little sheila scampering about in her skin where she ought nought to be, eh?”Sharice gasped as his hands released her wrists and cupped her breasts instead. He gave them a good squeeze, firm but not too hard. It took her several seconds to realize she was unconsciously grinding against his cock in response.“Ah, well, there’s a price to be paying for trespass,” the man crooned as he continued to fondle her. “But my sainted mother raised an honest boy, so I’ll give yeh the choice of how we proceed. You can make it up to me as I see fit, or I bind yeh to a chair and let the bobbies sort it out. What’ll it be, lass?”“Please,” Sharice moaned.Her clit throbbed, demaniding some of the attention her tits were getting.“Please what? Call the police? Ah, as yeh’d have it then.”“NO!” The loudness of her voice, especially in the dark room, surprised Sharice more than anything. Her voice was ragged as she said, “I mean, no, don’t call the police. I’ll cooperate. I’ll do anything you want!”And that was how she found herself forced up against the wall only a moment later, breasts heaving as she fought for air around the cock sliding in and out of her throat… -- source link

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