I hope the Jefferson doesn’t ding us for an exra fee, to clean the chair and the rug. Ah, you are coming to. Now’s my chance to really fuck with y...ur head. You’re cute, and likeable. It wouldn’t take much to make me love you. I wonder how you will react to realizing you are tied up? “Well,” I say, “the sleeping beauty wakes.” And I think, now is my chance to really fuck with his head. “Do you trust me?” I ask. You answer in the affirmative, and I know I have you in my control. I decide to. Marshal out of Phoenix ... Man, you’ve come a long ways from home just have the pleasure of traipsing through a blizzard on The Continental Divide.”The marshal had managed to drag Hoyt over near the fire by his coat collar. He’d taken all the firewood out of the packsaddle and built a fire around a downed Aspen. Hoyt could feel the heat through his clothes, but his fingers were numb and stinging.“Rub your hands in this snow. Don’t hold them over the fire too long. You may have frostbite as it. .” I paused.“Because why?” Bates had grown tense, his eyes narrowing. “Out with it boy!”“Because of your theft of their technology,” I said, frowning.Instantly, I saw that I had struck a deep blow to the old human’s soul. His face crumpled, wrinkles collecting and pressing against one another, turning his face into a contoured map of pure sorrow. He pressed his long, knobby fingered hands to his face and sobbed into his palms. He openly wept, his shoulders shaking as he hung his head forward. I. "(Elizabeth)"Is that how you see it?"(Greg)"It is."(Elizabeth)"Interesting." I shove my mouth back onto my father-in-law's for one more deep kiss, then pull back and scoot down to get a closer look at his impressive baby maker. I lean over it and observe as I continue jerking with my right hand. "Is that what you want? Me to lick it for you?"(Greg)"Uh-huh. Lick that dick, baby."(Elizabeth)The large slit of a dick hole stares up at me while I pump it with my right hand. Its size is irresistible.