I despise the way you’ve behaved but for some reason I can’t bring myself to hate you.”He just looked at me in disbelief, wondering what on eart... I would say next.“After today I don’t want to see you again. I’m not going to haunt you or stalk you. I’m not going to try and cling onto you; I’m certainly not going to do anything stupid to myself over you but I want you out of my life.”He looked relieved; perhaps the crazy woman wasn’t as crazy as she had seemed.“So if we don’t love each other and. A thin electrical hum cut the silence.Ray guided Kathy onto a bed. "Kneel down and give me your hands." She felt cold steel and heard a crisp "snap" as the handcuffs closed around her wrists. She gave them a little tug and realized she'd been secured to the bed frame.Ray allowed Christi to put on her pantyhose before telling her to open her mouth. "Oh, it tastes like cinnamuuuughffff," she noted before falling strangely silent.Kathy heard nylon ripping, then Ray's saying "sit on this" and cuffs. This time her throat was ready, easily letting his cock bump and bend down its passage, likely aided by the quick squirts of doggy pre-cum to lubricate the way. With a final inhale through her nose Daisy’s lips bottomed out on the top of his knot, the thicker part of his shaft filling most of her mouth. Max’s knot was fully engorged now, and she was in the perfect position to enjoy it. Her lips edged up against its thick circumference, an impassable wall to her deepthroat attempt. No matter how. “How do you know that this is not them checking their communications for breaches? They could be waiting at these airports to see if we show up in force,” I said.“We know when they are coming. What better information can we have than the information on their passports? Not only that, when they come through customs we could get weight, height, multipoint facial scans, full finger and hand prints and possibly DNA. Plus anything with them would be scanned for data; the customs search could be very.