“Is that normal for you; I mean to take a girl whist she slept?”“Hell no, I would have sooner you’d have been awake, trouble was you looked so...lustrous and sexy, you must have been having a dream of some sort, you were having orgasms like they were going out of fashion. I just couldn’t resist you!”“You must have known I’d wake up to a vast flooding from between my legs, could you not have pulled out? I can only think you’d not had it for sometime the disarray you left me in!”“I didn’t think. I’m glad everyone knows I’m innocent, not guilty.’”“There’s someone here who wants to talk to you.”Now, who wants to talk to me?”“There’s a reporter here,” Mr. Bell said.“That’s awkward. When they asked if they could talk to me in school, I thought they meant the other school. I hope that’s not a problem,” Danny said.“It’s not a problem. What do they want to talk to you about?”“About the other school,” Danny said.“She’s in the conference room waiting for you,” Mr. Bell said.Millie Scott was not. And where is he now?You crane your neck, turning around from the ocean view to the cabin behind you and the path beyond that leads inland. This tiny island doesn't even have so much as a hotel or resort. A boat arrives once a week to bring supplies, and apparently there's an Internet connection up at the lab facilities, but here on the beach you'd be forgiven for feeling like a castaway in some deserted island B-movie. You, Christina, and your father are crammed into a two-room cabin that just. ”Cas took a moment to enjoy the scene laid out before him. A trembling, slim-waisted blonde facing him, tits bouncing softly beneath an unbuttoned white men’s shirt as she rocked her clit back and forth against the Mercedes’ tongue. The hungry, eager brunette with her thighs clenched around his hips, pussy gushing down to lubricate the tight, hot pucker of her ass that the tip of Cas’ cock was currently pressed firm against.If there were one rule of Cas’ life, it was that anything that seemed.