Sorry Zofia, can you get my pills please, on the table there.” The love-in session was over, but Rachel, grimacing with the increasing discomfort of...her arthritis kicking in, enjoyed Zofia’s boobs swaying side to side as she moved to the table and returned. The total image of a pretty sulky face, huge knockers and a mass of think pubic hair sprouting near up to her navel was a thriller for the ex-stripper, knowing how well Zofia would have been receieved back in the good old days when pubic. ..”“You wouldn't! You fucking monster!”“I see two solutions. Either you help me, or I get sweet Rebecka to help me.”“You will NOT touch my sister!”“Then get down on your knees. Dear niece.”With this he put his hand on his hips, and the shape of his dick visible through the fabric of his slacks grew and stiffened, trying to poke its way out. Cindy was disgusted with this turn of events, and yet she was strangely excited. Her heart was beating faster, she noticed. There were butterflies in her. Die Wärme und Glückseligkeit, die mich durchströmten, erreichten eine fast schon schmerzhafte und doch gleichzeitig wunderbare Intensität. Ich öffnete meine Augen. Ihr Gesicht lag nun direkt neben mir. Hätte ich es nicht besser gewusst, hätte ich sie als einen Engel bezeichnet. Auch ich legte meine Hand auf ihren Kopf, ihre braunen Haare waren weich und doch angenehm kühl und glatt. Ich sah, dass auch sie ihre Augen geschlossen hatte. Hatte mich gerade noch Lust durchströmt, so wich diese jetzt. Sure enough, the eighth Cartel guard was asleep in the infirmary, sitting in a chair that reclined slightly with his feet up on the workstation. He never knew what hit him, and Robert and I quickly sedated and secured him. Five minutes later, we found Zack. He had left two people on the bridge and two in the radio room before sending the others to help secure the sleeping quarters.We climbed the stairs up to the top level capturing two more workers that we left the same way as the others. Once.