She feels the raging fire of arousal growing inside her, feels her body responding more and more to my attentions. " OHHH! OHHH!! UUHHH! OHHH! UH-UH-U...H-UUUHHHHHOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Angie groans as her body is wracked by multiple orgasms. Her entire body shaking, pushing me over the edge as well. " Oh God!!" I moan as I begin shooting my load into her. Angie is still in the throes of her own orgasms as she feels the heat of my sperm filling her. The throbbing and jerking of my cock inside her causing. His ass hole was gaping open from the fisting and she then opened the drawer beside the bed and pulled out a twelve inch steel spike. She also grabbed a huge black vibrator and shoved it in his ass and turned it on high. She sucked his cock and got him hard and then held his cock straight up and began to run the spike down his slit. It was cold and smooth and Joe loved how good it felt going down his cock. She shoved the spike in deeper and then pulled it out and shoved it in again. The best. "I said no hands, you little whore."Oakhill sat at the edge of the couch and angled his cock into Emilia's mouth, making it hit the back of her throat and slip its way into her throat. He disregarded the gagging and choking sounds Emilia made as he pushed his entire cock down the little cheerleader's throat."Mmmm. Yeah you little whore, I bet you like having a throat full of my cock. LOOK UP AT ME, WHORE!" said Oakhill as he kept pushing his hard cock at Emilia's mouth, grinding his hips. The cameras on the traffic 'copters weren't exactly cooperating. First they were trying to get in position around the airport, to see the 'scene of the shootout.' Then they shifted to a high speed chase out on the 805 (that's 'California-speak' for Interstate 805). Io had not been able to get a satellite view of the area, and apparently the Mexican kidnappers had been savvy enough to arrange their route to avoid the traffic cams at major intersections. Unlike what you see on TV, there isn't.