I'm not convinced the facial recognition software is right, anyway. To me, the image just looks like any other guy with a big hat and beard. Oh, he re...embles the picture we have of Hanes, I guess. Whether the guy is Hanes or not, we managed to follow him with satellite views until he got into an SUV that went up that mountain road. There's definitely something going on at the top of the mountain, though. For some inexplicable reason, everything in that area is blurred from satellite view. I, at. I started pleading him again as I was scared to get down at an unknown station plus the interview was really important.He said ok I have an idea if you really want to be in this train and reach Delhi. He got up and closed the doors of the compartment, bolted the doors and adjusted the curtains. I was aghast, I did not know what to do and what was he doing. He came and sat beside me. Said he has an idea told me that he was only going up to Mugalsarai in this train, form their the TT will. Then his blood must have really risen because he became quite forceful, telling me in no uncertain terms just how he was going to fuck my tight little cunt and fill me with his seed.They were his words, the cultivated mask slipping to reveal what I would experience more of that summer: Mister Jennings was a kinky old bastard, and I loved everything he suggested we do. When he said those things to me, images popped into my head that had me wriggling for his cock. I wanted him inside me; I wanted. Down in the walk out basement is our game room, and the bath and changing area for the pool, along with our "Special Play Room". We are having one of our special get-together’s, there are about a dozen people here. You are dressed in a shear peasant top, mini-skirt, and heels, no pantyhose or panties. The Party is in full "swing", the booze is flowing, and everyone is nice and loose. I have introduced you around, guiding you through the people with my hand on your ass, you clinging to my.