Then I launched the drone again. Somebody had started a fire on the beach. I couldn’t tell if it was the same place as where the boat had come ashor..., and I couldn’t see the boat. I could see people, though, and as I ranged up and down the beach, they were the only people I could see.I parked the drone by the car and then moved toward them.Finding them was easy. They weren’t trying to be quiet. It occurred to me that the best cover drug traffickers could have was that of normal people having a. That poor girl looked up at him, fully aware of the choices she was presented with and who could blame her as just as I expected, she lifted her arm and pointed a finger at me with absolutely no emotion in her scared pale adolescent face. The leading man grinned, “Well that makes our lives so much easier doesn’t it my little kitten” then said to the other man. “I think she needs to be taught a lesson don’t you” his partner nodded. And a sadistic smile spread all over his sallow face as they. "Do you enjoy what I do to your body? Does it feel good when I use you roughly like this, my love?" Mm-hmm," she responds with another moan."What else would you like me to do to you?" I whisper in her ear as my hand slides back between her thighs. "Your pussy must feel so full with my thick, big cock inside. Do you like the way it feels when you're being stretched widely around me? Would you like to see if your pussy can handle more?"Nodding rapidly, she manages to utter a quick, "yes!"Covered. He was young and we were beyond sexually compatible with each other. I swore we were sexually made for each other. Our conversations didn’t turn sexual until about a few years into our contact. After the business dealings, our emails grew to a more personal and deeper level. We were friends above anything else though but there was a catch to this Internet friendship: we were friends who wanted to fuck each other.I lived with my boyfriend but our relationship was tenuous after being broken up.