“You mean that God damn fat fucking asshole of a police chief is Brad’s uncle?” Tara says with a shock look on her face.“More importantly it f...ucking explains why nobody came looking for Brad. His real name is Benjamin.” Kimiko says.“Oh I have an answer to that one my darling daughter” Shiho tells her “It seems that they faked your death. Your mom’s family thinks you’re dead. With Max on their side it probably was easy to do”“I need to go this is just too much” I tell them as I walk to the guest. Glade, however, had a different idea.“Fuck it,” he exclaimed. “I’ll buy you another pair.”He reached out with both hands and found a seam. Tugging until I heard the stitches rip, he then gave me a very passionate look and tore them apart. He stripped off his pants but left his “secret agent” shirt and jacket on.“Fuck me, James Bard, before I die. I need to cum!”Without hesitation, he jumped between my legs and thrust himself deep into me. I was already soaked; it slid in easily. He thrust deep,. " Please fasten your seat belts. We shall land in ten minutes," a pleasant stewardess told them.The pilot landed the plane and sat in his seat until everyone else had deplaned. He picked up a plain looking i-phone and said, "The recordings we made of their conversations are useless. The security team talked about sex and fishing. The two young people jabbered nonstop about computers and the Hunters said nothing new of interest." Understood," answered the Secret Service agent who answered the. I walk into the store and buy myself a cold soda, and as I walk back out I notice an exotic-looking woman standing beside the bus stop. Caramel complexion, long dark hair with lighter streaks, wearing a denim jacket, tight-fitting jeans… and she’ll never have to worry about drowning because she’s got one hell of a set of built-in floatation devices! I try not to be too obvious as I ogle her while I walk back to the truck, but I can’t help staring at her. She’s maybe 5’6′ tall, about 140 pounds,.