It was midnight and the sky darkened as a storm rolled in. The wind began to pick up as the thunder crashed in the distance. Lightning stuck and lit the dark sky with its bright color. The storm was approaching fast and furious.
In her room, Sherri tossed and turned as her dreams haunted her. She sat up and looked around scarred. Sweat covered her thirty year old body. She saw the curtains blowing, she left the window open. She sat on the edge of her bed in her thin night gown that was showing her nice d cups and black panties. She got up and went to the window. She let the wind cool her off as she slowed her breathing. Her red hair blew gently around her head and neck.
She stood looking at the storm and heard a noise downstairs. She decided to go close the windows she had left open. She had just bought the house and didn't want it ruined by water. She walked down the stairs and heard it again. She stopped as she saw a dark shadow in the living room. She watched in fear as it moved around the room fast. She ran up and grabbed her gun. She crept back down to the living room.
Sherri crept into the room and found it empty. She lowered the gun and turned on the light. She shook her head and turned to the hallway. Sherri was halfway down when she was grabbed by the throat and lifted off the floor. She struggled as he shoved her to the wall. She looked around and didn't see anyone. She looked as her gown was slowly pulled down and torn off her body.
Her tits bounced out and he began to suck them as she struggled to breath. She felt his tongue on her now hard nipples as her panties were removed and tossed aside. She hung on the wall nude and getting her nice tits sucked hard. She was about to black out when she fell to the floor. She gasp for air as she held her throat. She scanned the hall, just her. She went to move and he grabbed her by the hair.
