“That’s it’s, that’s it, slave,” Mistress Lauren moaned. “Mmm fuck yes, slave,” Mistress Lauren moaned as her ass tightened on Luke’s ...tongue as she orgasmed.Mistress Lauren kept Luke’s head held in place for a few more moments, releasing him only once she finished riding out her orgasm.“Well done, slave,” Mistress Lauren said, still working to catch her breath.“Thank you, mistress,” Luke replied through deep moans and breaths.Mistress Lauren allowed the butt plug to continue vibrating in Luke’s. I got a glimpse of what I thought was a cute pussy before she pulled the pants up the rest of the way.“I'm really sorry,” she said.“It’s fine as long as I get them back,” I replied.I pulled the guy’s truck out and the whole time Rachel and I were talking.“Is he your boyfriend?” I asked.“No,” she answered.While thinking, 'Oh fuck, yes!' I asked her what they were doing there.She said they were going up to a fire and I replied, “I know where you’re going because I'm going there too.”She asked me. "Here come the skirmishers, Pete," advised the helo. Seeing the first of the dismounted raiders turn on the street to thewest of the warehouse, "At one hundred meters, fire at will," Peteradvised his fire teams. "No flares," requested Peter to the helo. The northeast fire team then reported to Peter, "Skunks penetrating thequarter mile surveillance boundary." Peter saw on his satellite display that the raiders were trying pass twocolumns on foot past the old warehouse. He doubted that they. She purred, “No man has ever made me feel like you do, Saud!” She laid a lip lock on me like none I had experienced in years. Our tongues danced the tango, then a waltz, then a classic fandango. She was Ginger Rogers to my Fred Astaire! Yes, psychopaths and sexual predators like me watch the old movies too. I had a thought there should be a law against snuffing beautiful little cunts like Maria for a moment of insane sexual pleasure. Oh, wait, the laws are on the books, I thought, but evil,.