. but I prefer to keep the exact location private.”“I can respect that,” the old man said. “Mining claim and all that.”“No sir,” said Ji...m. “It’s State land and cannot be claimed.”“Oh ... I see,” the bedridden old man said, “You mean ... anyone can prospect the creek.”“It’s been very busy since the downturn,” said Jim.“So ... it was just luck?” he asked.“You could call it that,” I said.“This gold has been refined ... but not smelted ... where did you... ?”“What you see in the bags is how it. Not even Susan is able to keep control of herself for long after Harry starts doing his thing. She is still vaguely coherent when he finally cums inside of her though, unlike her friends. Instead of laying there passed out, Susan turns around after Harry pulls his cock out of her. She’s quick to take him back in her mouth and suck him clean of ALL of their sexual fluids, slurping away at the mess they’ve made of his massive schlong.Harry stumbles back to the couch and ultimately Susan goes with. It was a cordless pistol grip screwdriver. The type you use to screw shelving together with. On the tip where the interchangeable bit should be the Mask had fashioned his own device. It was a long narrow dildo. One that looked like a mans cock flesh coloured with life like ribs. It was stuck or attached in some way to the chuck head. The dildo drooped as the Mask held the pistol grip like a weapon the rubber shaft been very soft and malleable. The Mask gave a quick press of the trigger and the. There was an awkward moment of silence, but only one, because Laura was no fool. And although her brain had been shocked into “Park”, it was in “Drive” now.“Close the door”. She calmly stated.The attendant locked back onto Laura’s eyes and began the movements to back out of the bathroom.“NO!” Laura barked and pulled her dripping hand away from her crotch. Motioning with her pre-cum covered fingers to the unfurnished corner of the bathroom she again ordered, “Close the door!”.Chance might have.