She's a radio announcer and a politicalactivist with ties to many extremist groups. You're going to meet oneof her contacts today at Frazetta's an it...lian restaurant in 7th floorof the western part of the mall. His name is Igor Valentine. You mightknow him from our database."I was full ears right now. Igor Valentine was an ex-arms dealer. Afterspending 7 years in federal prison, the government released him and lasttime I checked, he hadn't been involved in the business of weapon since.What's. ..deeper...deeper!" cried the woman."Come on fuck me...fuck me"The old guy gripped her hips and really powered into her as best as he could slamming her harder and harder making her cry out louder and louder and all the while I continued to rub my cock watching on.They continued on for several more minutes, their hot sweaty bodies slapping together as they fucked hard on the neatly cut lawn.Then finally the old man started to groan and gasp."Oh yeah here I cum!" he cried finally.He thrust. Slowly he turned and taking a deep breath he kneeled facing away from me. ‘Good boy. Now open you legs nice and wide and get that ass up in the air. I want to see you. He did as I told him to. ‘That’s good, we’re getting the hang of this now aren’t we. You are just here for my pleasure, and my pleasure is to dominate you – now hold your ass cheeks wide apart.’ Slowly his hands appeared around his back and pulled on his ass cheeks. He stretched himself wide open. His asshole looked. Our interaction on that bed that night exhibited a similar thermal output. At the point I reached her knickers (a small concession there for our European readers), Katie began squirming most realistically. She commenced shaking her head in true abused-heroine fashion while her legs thrashed about as if to deter the inbound predator. One can only imagine the disappointment on site, had she been successful. Little sounds were now emanating from her mouth which of course no practiced rapist could.