.. Really? Where did you get it? Never mind, I don't want to know. You call me. Midnight, I don't care. I want as much as possible by Monday morning, ... want the rest by mid-week if they have to drive it down here. Bring me the preliminary stuff as soon as you can sort it out and get it printed. Thanks, Paul."Special Agent Rebecca Hampton hung up the phone and leaned back in her chair. She closed her eyes and strained to remember every detail of last night's strange dream that she could. She. Zuerst fiel ihr Blick auf einen hünenhaften Schwarzen, der mindestens 220 cm groß sein und 150 kg wiegen musste. Er war unglaublich muskulös und trug eine Jeans und ein Armeehemd im Tarnfleckmuster. Neben ihm stand ein Weißer mit kahl geschorenem Schädel. Er war auch groß und kräftig, wirkte neben dem Schwarzen aber fast schon schmächtig. Der Weiße trug eine Short und ein T-shirt mit dem Aufdruck „Tottenham Hotspurs“. Der dritte Mann war etwas kleiner und ebenfalls ein Weißer. Er hatte einen. ” Donna joined in, “please doesn’t stop, do it some more Dave,” she urged. Dave didn’t know what to do, he was embarrassed loving Annabelle in front of the others. He was so horny he felt his cock would burst, he didn’t want to stop now that both he and Annabelle were worked up. Annabelle solved the situation “take us home Dave,” she suggested. “By the time you take us home, you will have to get ready for work.” “We will all join you here in the morning” Next morning Dave made sure he and. "Mrs. Stone?" I asked tentatively, as if there was some chance that she might deny it at this point."Laura," she said quietly. She stared at me for another second or two and then bowed her head.I stood there, frozen in place, looking down at Laura Stone. She was dressed in a faded button-down men's shirt whose ends she'd knotted underneath her chest. The top two buttons were undone as a concession to the unusually warm weather, and they afforded me a splendid vista of the top of her ample.