I thank you for graciously allowing me permission to come aboard,” Drake said jovially, his crew laughing all the while.“Cease your taunting, Engl...ish scum,” Montoya seethed. “You are here to kill us, so be done with it. We go into the hands of God.” Montoya and most of his crew bowed their heads and traced the cross with their hands.“Very well. Gentlemen, give ‘em the usual treatment!” Drake said to his crew. Before they could react, Alejandro Montoya and his men found themselves bound and. Breaking off from the kiss, he told Pete that if he did as asked, he would be sliding inside Hayley, and although at that point in time, he wanted nothing in the world more, Pete suddenly realised what that meant.Hearing what Matty had said, Pete instructed them to resume the kiss, before moving around them and capturing what Matty meant on camera. He was over the moon with the picture he caught, showing the epitome of close as Matty’s raging erection was nestled snugly between Hayley’s pussy. I quickly ducked into a nearby bathroom and took care of the 2 drinks I'd consumed before I headed back out and down to the partially closed doorway. When I got just outside it, I stood looking at some of the prints mounted on the wall by the door and tried to hear any telltale sexual noises that might be coming from behind it. I could hear talking and some moaning and sighing going on. My cock grew hard in my pants from imagining in my mind what Sabrina was doing "to" or doing "with" the young. Bling, bling* I rush over to the phone and pick it up. “Hello, this is John.”“Hey, John. It’s Ronnie.” We proceed to talk for a little bit. After a few minutes Ronnie says, “So, our kids are stuck in Europe with their grandparents. Our fucktard of a president won’t allow them to come back because of this whole virus thing. Since they can’t come home, we’re bored off our asses here. Do you mind if we come over and hang out a little.