He explained about each person, the mission he’d led, his capture, and the mission that rescued him.“Pierre, who led the mission to rescue me, has... died in France. The French ambassador called me personally to tell me. My workout on the punch bag was due to Pierre dying, not what happened at the session.”“Oh, Jerry.” Hanna threw her arms around his neck.“I’m sorry about your friend’s death. You should’ve told us about it last night. It makes everything so clear now. We’re family, so why didn’t. I discarded the harness onto the floor. I pushed the huge cock against her cunt. I felt her tighten up, the hairs on her thin legs stood up. Come on whore, you put it in. I want to watch. I saw her push it against her. It was far far too big. In her slim hands it looked stupid. Tick tock whore. All the way now. She pushed it against her pussy, turning it, trying to get it wet. She started to push. It was uncomfortable and it wasnt even in yet. She worked it in an inch, her cheeks flushing. It. Through the reeds she could see he was naked and his cock was standing up and very hard, he walked towards her and there was nowhere for Sally to go, she had been seen. ‘What have we here?’ he said, ‘a little pervert watching us fuck.’‘I’m sorry Sally stammered, I was just going for a walk and saw you both in the water’, she stood up and started to move backwards so she could run back up the path to her car but as she moved she felt herself falling backwards as her foot sank in the soft mud. Shaking my head this was one thing I'd take to the grave with me I had made a promise to the old man. As a few had found out I kept my promises though he had left me a loophole, hell what a loophole! I heard the elder clear his throat, "Oh sorry I was reminiscing about the last time I visited the Timmings keep, not too long before they closed it though, I think I am powerful enough to get through now." Again I saw the elder's mouth drop open. "Just how in the hell do you know them?" he asked..