Nate didn’t respond. I switched my attention to the view from the window rather than see the surprise in his brown eyes. He stood so close to me I f...elt his heat. It was a stark contrast from the February chill seeping through the cottage’s ancient windows. Hot and cold. Life was such a contradiction. ‘Something’s wrong, you’re not your usual self, Adele. You haven’t been for a while. Care to talk about it?’ I recognized Nate’s tone — all calm, almost detached, and hopelessly professional. He. Amy spluttered for another few seconds, before she regained her composure. Her mouth was covered in the white sticky mess, her lips and chin smothered from my seed. She looked down, just as her hand finally finished jerking to see the mess that had been left behind."Fuck!" she said, taking notice of the cum not only on her hand, also the dollops that had attached itself to my pants, already creating a wet stain upon them. "I'm sorry!" she said, showing me those adoring puppy dog eyes and. I, at least, knew what was going on and rather looked forward to it. From what I could gather, Sally May had run away from home and grabbed the first offered ride. I worried about her.When Ivey took my arm and urged me towards "someplace more private", I went willingly, but with my ears open. Assuming Sally May was really whom she appeared to be, her desire to see the world and experience things was going to land her in trouble. Hell, look where it led me. I was planning on having a good time,. He realized something. The two women fanning him looked like two Israeli police women who had humiliated him before on the streets. They asked for his ID and when he couldn't show it, they beat him up, gave him a hard time and made him follow them to a police van where he was in jail, being interrogated by male and female police officers, making fun of his Arab race.I like this ... a lot, he thought.The scenario changed again. He found himself in what looked like a throne room and he was once.