I slid two fingers into her, and she gasped out an "Oh!" that echoed in the cavernous garage. "Fuck me, goddamn it," she ordered, fumbling to get my f...ly open.My cock was recovering quickly from my orgasm of a few minutes ago, but it wasn't the full-tilt boner that my wife had every reason to expect from me. So to give myself a little more recuperation time I dropped to my knees and buried my face between Annie's legs. She was standing at the side of the hood of my car, so she could rest her ass. " They told her that she had a week to raise the money and get the cameras disabled. They would contact her at the end of that week and give her further instructions. Amy, they also told her that if she did not comply completely, they would kidnap her too and kill both her and Jack." Amy, I don't have any proof but I think Jack has been kidnapped by a drug lord in Mexico. I just have a gut feeling. I was a cop and then an FBI agent and I learned to trust my feelings. If what I suspect is true,. A small white vanity with pink satin cushionedstool sat off to the side with a matching dresser. Facing the bed was alarge framed poster of Rodney wearing just a pink thong and the words inpink script, "Kelly darling trust me."As soon as his eyes fell on the grotesque picture, he felt nauseous. Itwas positively gross but as he read the words printed on it, his mindwent blank and he smiled. He got out of bed and pulled on a brightorange nylon and feathered robe that matched his ruffled. “You did well, my dear. You’re an experienced girl now, Maxine,” Sandra said. “The first of these kind of parties is always an eye-opener. After that, you know what to expect, and what to do.” The limo entered the outskirts of Manhattan and stopped at the kerb. Bebe Lazaro kissed Maxine on the lips and said goodnight. Silently, the large back door slowly closed. She went up the stairs of her apartment block. As she went inside, she looked at the limo’s taillights, disappearing into the.