"Look, we've no interest in hurting you if we don't have to. Unless you tell these people, they will never know where we got the information. So they ...ill have no reason to kill you. We on the other hand have reason to make your dying very slow and painful if we don't get the information we require."Again without Pat's prompting the man with the nine-millimetre had stepped forward and even through the balaclava we all could see the smile on his lips as he bent down towards Garfield's ankle and. After talking for a while , i came to know that he was a bachelor and was working in a workshop.So we decided to join on the lodge room where he was staying…After we entered the room, he first bolted the door and changed his dress to a lungi.He was surely a muscular dude with good features…and i couldn’t wait to see his dick ..slowly..he hugged me and we broke in to french kiss…my mind was going elsewhere…couldn’t believe that i was actually kissing a guy so passionately…he ran his strong hands. “I mean, it’s not as if you own me or such.” That made Bobby take a few steps towards me. The expression on her face wasn’t pleased at all, but with these massive, firm breasts wiggling in front of me almost at eye level, it was hard to focus on anything else. I subconsciously licked my lips. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not really that much of a boob girl - in fact, a perfect little handful of tit is just the thing to me drool - but Bobby’s orbs were impressive like hell, and being teased by them. As their lips collided, the chemistry exploded, the sudden eruption of passion so primitive that it was like being caught in white water. Emma was swept along, her senses churning and tumbling, unable to escape the flow of searing excitement that shot through her body. Her mouth opened under the demand of his and she felt the erotic stroke of his tongue and the pressure of his hand on the small of her back as he pulled her against him. As their bodies touched, Emma melted. Her head swam, her.