I was happy the lighting on the screen changed. It was not bright but no so dark I couldn’t see. I wanted to keep an eye on them so I could move i...f they noticed me. I expected them to find a seat but they stood a few rows down against the wall and they started feeling the boy up. He didn’t resist but it wouldn’t have done him any good if he had. I could not tell if he was a willing participant or not. One of the guys feeling him up grabbed his hair and pulled his head back forcing his. “A fan?” I laughed.“I don't think any of the big ones will fit in my car,” Hope laughed.“I was joking, water with ice would be fine,” I nodded.“Okay, be there soon,” Hope said as she ended the call.I went back to work, but I couldn't stop myself from thinking about Hope and what she said and how she dressed. I quickly went into the bathroom and began to take off my pants. The moment I had got into jerking off and getting into a good rhythm. I heard movement outside the door. I leaned forward as. Or he might do it just because he can. It is no difference for me.It might not have hurt in the beginning, but it sure does after a while and by the time he's finished, my butt feels like it's on fire and I scream after every slap and before I can say my thanks. But then it's over and I have lift my leg over my arm and kneel in front of him again, my ass aflame, stinging with the pain."Next I'm gonna whip your cunt before I fuck you. I love to fuck a freshly whipped cunt." I remain silent and I. The yacht appears to have reached its destination. Is there any chance you could get me some satellite images of the location?" he asked."Sure, Henry. Should I alert the FAT boys to move out?" Maybe it would be better to learn what we can before sending your troops in," Henry suggested. "Another day or two should allow us to gather intelligence and avoid any problems."The General agreed that Henry's suggestion made sense and he promised that he would have the satellite images sent over as soon.