The motor idling, the light red. I exit ungainly, tottering on my spindle heels, pulling the rebellious hemline of my dress beneath my cunt. Stood, ex...posed by red traffic management at this barren junction. She demands the dress. Sniffs its scent before discarding it on the passenger seat, leaving me naked, heeled and collared. Leaving me to walk home, one juice-slick thigh rubbing against the other with each step, cunt throbbing, arse wiggling, the soft purr of the motor behind my only. Eager to get my cock some more action I duly obeyed. She was slowly sliding up and down Dave's prick but more than able to suck me at the same time.But after a while she had to abandon my cock as her movements increased on Dave. She was really pounding up and down on him now, faster and faster and so violently. Until finally she screamed to a body shuddering orgasm. Somehow Dave had not cum, how he managed not to with her intense fucking of him I have no idea. Eventually she climbed off him and. Your pre-pack is welcome. Once our drones confirm your location is safe and secure, we’ll detail Marines to extract you. Fair warning,” she continued, “anything goes wrong, there will probably be bodies, yours among them.”“Understood,” came the reply. “We’ll wait to hear from you.”Vivie looked at Gunny and Melody, “The Kuh’s Marines are total cherries for an extraction, but I know them all. They won’t panic, and they need the experience before our main events start. I’ll contact Pierce and ask. Mary's going to give you a gun and hope you don't point it at her head, for Stick's sake, and for Draper's. You should know that Mary is putting Stick's welfare first, here." Okay," Tenisha nodded thoughtfully. "I'm takin' your word for it. See you there." Boss?" Flood stuck his head out into the club. "Phone."Rodday took in the odd look as he got up. "Trouble?" Dunno."Rodday strode into the office and took the phone, "Rodday." Mr. Pinkham? Charlene, Armand Wilson's secretary. Mr. Wilson would.