My cell phone rang; it was the service manager at the dealership, “We think we have figured out a way to slow the truck down but not stop it.”“N... need to worry about it now - I blew it up ten minutes ago,” I replied as I ended the call.I turned to Fred Creber, Eric’s DHS director Harrisburg office, “Get some of your healthy men and watch those four corner buildings to make sure no one comes out of them with a gun. When the fire cools down open them carefully. I don’t have to tell you that if. “I want to feel up your titties, when ever I like. So then I can get hard and fuck you even more.”“Look at you.” He continued, “You’re sweating. At least take off your sweater when you’re cooking.”It was the sensible thing. I felt I shouldn’t reward his lustful side, even for being sensible. I embraced my sweat.After sending Race to school, I had only a few minutes to search before hitting the road and work. I found my bras stuffed under the couch. It was a heavy hide-a-bed, with a low edge to. 'Open wide slut.'Without a second to prepare, he shoves his cock straight into my mouth and down my throat, using the back of my head to hold me close. I gag and splutter, trying to hold my breath as his fat smelly cock fucks my mouth deeply. He pulls out a bit and shoves it back in, giving me a second to breathe. In and out he pulls his cock, my mouth and throat getting sore from the constant penetration. He finally pulls out fully, leaving me drooling onto the floor, gasping for breath.'I. He grinned. "Well now, that will make things a little easier." "You own a pixie i am yours to with as you please. " He grinned again. "Well then. I have to get back to my assignment before I become a target." "Yes of course." she said turning back into her pixie form. He stood up and got dressed. "Will you like to help?" he asked as he put his pants on. "If my master wishes me to." She replied sitting on his shoulder. "Well the master thing has to go. The name's Daryn." "Yes master." she.