This was so perfect. She had no idea what was about to happen to her. He had wanted an opportunity like this, but never thought he would get one. She didn't know he was in town. He wasn't supposed to be here until next week. He spotted her coming out of her apartment, he kept to the shadows, watching, waiting for the perfect moment. She looked gorgeous to him. Most would look the other way, if she was walking towards them. He loved the thickness of her body. Her middle was round and her ass stuck out firm and wide, she was wearing a black skirt today mid thigh, with black combat boots. She had on a black sweater with a hood, and walked with her head down. She didn't look at the people around her, which made his job of concealing himself so much easier. She took a turn, the kind that he had been needing. She went down an alley way between two large old buildings. He caught up to her. Half-way down the alley he put a knife to her throat, and shoved her against the brick wall. The alley echoed with the sounds of the streets. He whispered in her ear," No one will hear you slut, scream all you want."
She froze. With the knife against her throat, and the man shove up against her; her bag dropped to the ground, and all she could do was whimper.
He was so turned on his cock throbbed in jeans. He pushed himself up on her, rubbing making sure she felt it.
She gasped. Through her growing fear of this unknown attacker, she felt her body betray her. Her cunt became wet, with the feel of that hard cock pressed against her thick ass.
"Slut, you are mine." he whispered. The hand not holding the knife squeezed those large 46DD breasts, again her body betrayed her, her nipples became hard. He slid his hand down, under her skirt. "What is this, you naughty slut, no panties. You wanted to get fucked today didn't you?"
