“Yes, they were part of an aid package and we bought the chopper part of that package from them. I needed them to go with our embassy security contr...ct. We have a lot of Blackhawks and a few Bell 407s scattered around Africa, Asia, the Middle East and South America,” I replied.“I see you also have other Lockheed aircraft in your flight line,” Mr. Black replied.“We have a little of everything in the flight line; Beechcraft, Cessna trainers and Cessna business jets, Gulfstream G5s, 450, 550,. After a while of menacingly slow penetration, feeling the heat of the water pound into his back, he couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to pound her. “Maddie…” he moaned roughly and seconds later, slammed into her with full force. He wanted to fuck her so bad. She moaned painfully again, but this time, with more pleasure. He began to pound into her, hard and fast. He closed his eyes and put his lips against hers, so that he could feel her breath upon his skin. Both of them adored the feel of. God how he loved the sight of those tits, pale and milky white, just like the rest of her delicate body. He reached down and unzipped her jeans now, holding her throat with his other hand to keep her down. Roughly, he pulled off her jeans and underwear and slipped out of his own as she bucked beneath him, pushing him, urging him to get off her and stop this."I want to hear you scream as I fuck your pussy, kitten, I want to know you don't like it when I rape you like this..." Master stop it!. . and she needed him for what she needed him for!"Oh... oh, goddamn you, Bo-Bo! I hope they send you to prison for a hundred years... !" Eve venomously hissed, the hot, hard feel of Stranger's long, thick-fleshed hardness firing her loins and lustfully concentrating mind with an uncontrollable longing for the filthy junkie's huge, pleasure-bringing cock.God, she had to get some sort of hold on herself! She was well rid of that hair-faced hippie... and she could still use her fingers down.