His pursuit of me and my voice was his sole purpose. I would laugh or roll my eyes when he would continue to have his tantrums. He wanted to talk to m...e—briefly. But I wouldn’t let him. One night he caught me. I was weak. I needed to play. I needed an orgasm. He appeared. He asked to speak to me. I hesitated for a second. After numerous times of rejection, after multiple excuses as to why I couldn’t speak to him, I gave in. I said yes. My phone rang and I immediately answered. He tried to make. Tom opened his left, to show it was also empty saying, “I win.”“You cheated!” Balthazar spat the words out in disgust.“No, I didn’t play by your inferred rules,” Stated Tom. He reached to his back pocket to retrieve the pebble and show he still had it.“And that is what Brock the Badger is doing. If that box returns to the institute, we will learn nothing. This would have been a delay and Brock will receive it regardless, by hook or by crook.”Now even Balthazar and Captain Brown nodded in. He just went down into the engine room and came out with some pipes and some attachments. He called her to the beach club and told her to stand with her feet slightly more than shoulder length apart and bend over to grab the railing. This had her at somewhat of a 90 degree bend by her hips with her arms stretched out holding on to the railing.He told her if she's a good girl then he wouldn't tie her up just yet. He then poured some avocado oil over her ass checked and down her ass crack. He. I could hear her hiss as their lips met and then I could see her hands clasping and unclasping as they fastened around his neck. His hips moved as he ground his pelvis against hers.The PR moved behind her and rubbed his hips against her ass while his hands slid around and cupped her tits. I could see the black guys arms moving and glancing around the side I could see his hands working and knew he was playing with the zipper on her dress. I heard the zipper being pulled down and then the PR's.