And again it was my turn, and I chose dare. She asked me to do the same thing, to remove my clothes except for inners.Then it was her turn and she cho...e dare. I asked her to bend over the table and not move until I say. She went to the table and bent over it. I went near her and held her waist.I pushed my dick on to her ass cheeks with full force. She got hurt and asked me not to do that. Then I went few steps back and saw her structure clearly.Then I was in full mood. I removed my inner and. ”“I hate that word.”“I know ... but you are and Cyn’s not.” “Okay ... squeeze the watch ... here and here ... yeah ... like that. Now it’s a map ... see? Turn the bezel to the right and the map gets closer ... to the left and the map gets farther away. Okay?”“Yeah ... neat.”“You want Ludington. Right?” “Say it”“Ludington.” I said. “Ooo yeah. Oh look ... there’s the Basilisk.”And it was ... the Basilisk ... tied up at the end of the long dock at the City Marina.“The Basilisk doesn’t matter right. Back then we would say we "permanently disabled" an armed bad guy. Now we use the term 'neutralize.'"The Bureau Chief greeted us warmly and took us on a tour of his and the federal facilities. He had extra men at the front and back, plus men in the hallways fitted out with combat gear. He said, "I have us at a stage one security level right now until we get rid of these guys or we hear street talk that no one else cares about them. We have an official from the Mexican police coming to help. Now try sitting on the edge of the platform – lean back – smile – look sexy – now stand up – I want shots of those gorgeous legs and feet – now turn and look over your shoulder at me …” It wasn’t as difficult as I had expected. I knew the poses and gestures that made men wild to fuck me, and it was fun trying them out for Peter and his camera. After about half-an-hour he called a halt. I was feeling thoroughly aroused and hoped he was too and would take the opportunity of fucking me. But he.