Her volume was louder, but as she was moving her head around it wasn’t as meaningful as she meant it.“Say it then,” Rocco demanded, smiling to h...imself. “Announce it out. Tell me what you want, my sexy pet.” He slowed his thrusts to a halt, keeping his fingers deep inside her to let her focus. His cock twitched in anticipation of her words. He pulled back to look at Sarah’s face and see the desire was there.Sarah was able to gather her thoughts to form a complete sentence. She knew she must. That worked out pretty good for this target since I was sighted in for a thousand yards and I was taking a shot at close to twelve hundred I wanted to shoot about fifty inches higher than where I guessed his head would be. I breathed out to the two guys with the binoculars, ‘Okay, watch.’ A sniper is a one shot killer. The average grunt shot upwards of fifty thousand rounds for an enemy kill … the average sniper’s number was one point three – about a quarter’s worth of ammunition. Fear played a. But once we've handled the logistics, I don't know what words to use." So don't use words. Show her what you mean. If phone calls aren't enough, why would just talking to her be?"My eyebrows shot up. "Ah. Like flowers or something. When I get there." Go with the 'something.'" I'll have to think about that. What that could be, that is." I'm sure you can come up with something creative." Uh, okay." I considered asking her if I could bounce ideas off of her later, but then decided no. I need to. I walked in to his room, he was naked with the blindfold on and his laptop was still playing the video on repeat. His cock was rock hard sitting on a chair, going past his belly button. I bent down on my knees to I could see the laptop, grabbed his dick and ran my tongue up his shaft, he let out a whimper. I liked the head of his cock and then stuck it in my mouth, going up and down slowly. He was shaking and swearing under his breath "oohh fuck". I told him to take off the blindfold and watch.