You’re attached to them, joined at the hip, I dare say. So, what, pray tell, is your ... game? What’s your angle?” Crowley’s crisp English acc...nt couldn’t hide his suspicion and fear of me.I was a lone wolf, so to speak. A rogue, a renegade. I was a free agent, operating with my crew according to my own damn rules, and with no chain of command to restrain. There was no handbook, no book of regulations, no disciplinary process to bring me to heel. The only ones guiding me were the Muses, and. “May I offer you some cider Colonel; made with last year’s crop from our own orchard?”“I have been told cider appears to be an innocuous drink, but can lay a man out who is not used to the beverage?” I had seen men the morning after being drunk on cider, and it was not a pretty sight.Crossley smiled and nodded “True, those who think cider a woman’s drink are surprised by the kick it can give. This particular cider — “ he pointed to a jug set on the table, “my Uncle Peter named Morning Dew, as. Randy then continued to speak to Jake " Well Katy likes a bit of bondage and from what I gather, loves her nipples tortured etc etc if you get my meaning Jake. At the corner of the next street is an abandoned factory. The whole front of the building is open. At the back of the open workshop is a door. It's unlocked. An open hallway is on the other side. There are three bags in the hallway, a small blue one and two large brown ones." "I'm going to have Katy run there and open the blue one,” he. . Pretend it's no different from all the other times you fucked me with it..."Daddy appearing dazed as he sank to his knees in front of us, his eyes staring straight at my pussy and Tim's cock... Ohhhh God... He was really gonna do it... His eyes filling with tears as he took Tim's cock in his hand and aimed it at my opening... Looking up at me, desperately, begging me with his eyes to make him stop."Baby... I can't... Not this... I love you..." If you love me, daddy... Then give me what I.