"How the fuck are you going to do that?" asked Tim."Watch and learn," said Mitch.Both men were breathing heavily when they got to the bank of the rive.... They had followed the path of destruction down. The ice didn't look any different in front of them than it did all over the river."What now?" asked Tim."You just be ready to go in," said Mitch.He took off his back pack and set it on the ground. He opened the pack and pulled out three tubes that were a rusty red in color. There was a thick green. The woman in the next cage was obviously trying to tell her something, but didn't speak any English, so no real communication was possible.She spent a while working out how she got here and why. Her memory of the time in the two local guys' flat was hazy, especially after the fucking started, but her guess was that they had been picked up for smoking dope. She never once thought that what had actually happened was that two scouts for the slave trader had deliberately picked them up, had their. You tasted so good, our tongues sliding against each other as you grabbed hold of my ass and gave it a good squeeze."God, I've missed this ass," you landed a hard spank on the left cheek, the loud smacking sound echoed in the small office, followed by another spanking on my other ass cheek. And another. It hurt. The sharp sting travelled from my ass cheeks to my pussy; my clit throbbing and twitching as you spanked harder.I was dripping wet!I drew you closer to me, crushing my breasts into your. They'd made the mistake of giving her their cellphone numbers after one of my school's earlier contretemps with us, making it easy for Mom to get on their case first thing. They quickly already agreed that the rest of us who went to school could have "dead week" at home rather than at school. Kids are still meant to go to classes for the last week before exams so the teachers can review the year's work with everyone, but the Board didn't want 100,000 people frantically pursuing the relatives of.