" They could end up being killed if one of them has a gun," Imelda said watching carefully as the team used their numbers to scrum down and cuff the h...apless Mages inside."I'm taking advantage of the probability that the Coalition do not expect physical attacks and will not think to use mundane means to defend themselves. After all, no mundane could do what my team has done," I said."I'm just worried about over confidence," Imelda said as the Coalition Mages were dragged kicking and screaming. They have onlyinfluence, and members seem to get their orders from the messengers of ghosts,always changing and disappearing, as if the orders came from Allah himself.Such was the mystery of the deadly terrorist group, until very recently. The Masters gained control of all political aspects of the Arab World by 1962,reigning supreme from the shadows, and controlling any public figures likepuppets who are unaware of their strings. Even notorious terrorist leadersand warlords were under the. . a long time ... please ... I beg of you ... stop this ... what more do you want to ... put me through."Constancia pulled her towards her roughly, "I'm not done with you yet, you cheap little puta," she said cruelly. Almost as an afterthought she asked in a slightly, more neutral voice, "Who is at your house right now?" Nena not thinking replied, "Carlos and my stupid drunken father. Everyone else is at church."Constancia just smiled.Carlos was Nena's fifteen-year-old brother. Like most boys. He didn't say a word as he pushed his cock into my already dripping ass. He started pumping hard into me immediately. I was well lubricated from Stan's cum and I could hear the squishing sounds as Mark pumped into me. His cock bumped into my prostrate and I came, shooting onto the mattress."Fuck," Ted said, "this is too fucking hot, hurry up Mark, I need to fuck that ass."With those words Mark gripped my ass and pumped hard as I felt him cumming in me.He pulled out and I felt cum running.