. sure there’s a hell of a fine if you’re caught ... the gods were with us and all the bridges were open for motor traffic and all the State truck...scales were closed. The Highway patrol had either just left the restaurant or were in shift change. The rumor of our passing became a state legend.66 North to 31 is not necessarily the shortest route to 31, but the shorter route had the weakest bridges, the tightest turns and the nosiest local cops.Not exactly known for making the smartest decisions,. The water entered my nose and mouth and eyes. I felt like choking and weakly twisted and kicked, in vain.But now my blood was rushing down into my head. I started to come around, fast, and the pain and the terror and the misery came back too. Tall bimbo Olivia Taylor speedied things up by switching the water to full cold. In a couple of minutes I was fully revived, writhing and choking and crying loud again. Then Olivia Taylor said:?Put her on that bench.?The four girls holding my limbs took me. I looked back over my shoulder, asking him what he was waiting for…With an evil grin on his face he straddled my hips and started teasing me by rubbing and slapping my ass cheeks with his huge long black serpent…I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to beg for it... To beg him to fuck me in my ass…I quickly begged for it, almost in tears…Then I felt his massive cockhead spread my anal tight ring and slowly he eased on in. I started to rotate my hips, wanting him in my asshole more than ever…In. Captain Elsworth sighed. "We're into the Bay now. No chance left to get help. We're stuck, I'm afraid." Isn't there anything we can do?" Matt asked. "Maybe I could swim for it!"The old man shook his head. "If a hammerhead didn't get you, son, the current would. We can hope he doesn't know where he's going and runs aground. It's all mud flats and grass beds around here, and he's heading into some shallow bights. But I'm afraid that's a slim hope. I watched him. He can handle it all. If only he.