It wasn't likely that he would be heading up this investigation. In fact I was sure of it. So, what would I tell the police?Nothing. I couldn't tell t...hem what really happened, they would never believe it and I was tired of proving what I could do. The FBI agents the day before had been bad enough. If I pulled the same stunt with a local cop, then things could turn worse.Still smiling slightly, I nodded. "Thank you Mrs. Larson. I'll speak to the Detective in here."She nodded and reached for the. "You feel you can manage the rifle, even with a bit of a sea?" She could.But tonight she had vowed she would show him her love by debasing her body for him in a new way. He had acquired a taste for the dildo, the buzzing and the nastiness of it piercing his restraint. She fed him a meal while he steered, keeping to what he called a bowline, and rubbed against him as he ate. Then she strutted with her most hip swinging walk to the door of the hatch, loosening the string of her bikini bra, and. We shall see how this prey copes with our power,’ the Master replied.‘Orders sent, beginning retreat.’‘Make them pay for their hubris in thinking they can approach us!’‘Yes, Master.’‘So, we face our first true defeat in remembered history?’ the conclave of Masters observed on a separate channel from the command fleet.‘Of the Reelc, yes. I doubt they can defeat us so easily,’ the original Master observed. ‘Still, it is a possibility, so we must prepare well.’‘And if the worst was to happen?’‘We. Miranda, sighed as her mouth opened and flicked her tongue to meet Victoria’s. The feel of their two tongues sliding together pressing together was divine they both moaned, as Victoria’s fingers unzipped Miranda’s shorts and put her hand inside, rubbing her soft wet pussy lips through the white satin thong.They broke of the kiss and looked each other directly in the eyes. “You do me Randa, I need your fingers inside me babe. “Writhing from the pleasure of Victoria’s fingers, which were inside.