"The music," he gasped. "Please! Make it stop! It is killing me!"Confusion swept across her features."How could the music of my angel hurt him?" She t...ought for a moment, her eyes searching her husband's taut features. "He is resisting the music. Something about it angers him, but what?"Erik groaned and Christine's silent contemplation abruptly ended, rapidly replaced with a fierce determination."It does not matter why, he needs it to stop. So, I must cease my silly ruminations and do something. I hadn’t asked my brother or her about their schedules, but figured she would be up soon, too. I took a couple of deep breaths and went back into the bathroom and harm’s way. Fortunately, the putrid cloud had dissipated. When I closed the door, I realized there was no way to lock it from the inside, meaning anyone could barge in if someone was quietly using the facilities. I quickly took a cold shower in my skivvies and went back to my room, resolved that my first mission of the day was to. He looked up and saw me there, l expected him to be all embarrassed but instead he just smiled at me and continued stroking his cock. I will never know what came over me, it was as if l was out of control, l simply walked over and knelt in front of him, taking the head of his cock into my mouth. He was huge, just like the films, he took hold of me and pushed me down onto him, l felt him reach the back of my throat before l’d taken half of him.”“I can’t explain what came over me as he started. It looked like it would be a really fun car to drive. She would find out soon enough.Switching to the satellite imagery being fed to her directly from the NSA, Rockie zoomed in on the stretch of road she had been told to watch. While it was still well before dawn in Southern California, the Bakhchysarais’ke Highway on the Crimean Peninsula was under clear afternoon skies. Rated one of the ten most dangerous roads in the world, with fifty hairpin turns, the Bakhchysarais’ke Highway is often.