..”“You don’t WHAT? I’ve got the wrong man, have I?”“YES! I am only a servant of Allah. Other men, they ask to use my office. I don’t kn...w what they do.”“And they used your office while you were in the attic having a wank, were they? Look, you may not be the brains behind this. You certainly didn’t fund it. But someone did. And you know stuff. Stuff I want to hear about. And believe me: before we are done here, you will have told me everything. Every Goddamned detail.”“I am also a father. I. Another cheap cord provided the power from the controller to the motor itself. After the extra battery packs, I loaded my ‘on the road’ tool kit. My cheap set of wrenches, wire cutter, a screw driver set, one unused 6’ extension cord, one 48 volt 800 watt new controller, and one test meter. I also put a can of compress air with a liquid sealant and a spare inner tube. It was a tool kit I could use for most common repairs.The trailer was also large enough for a nylon full length poncho which. He suddenly turned and walked out the backdoor. They went into thebackyard.-----000-----Claire stared at her daughter who looked fine, healthy, and, well,normal. "Kim, they're gone now. It's just us here. Tell me, please,what's wrong, sweetie?" Silence.Claire moved next to Kim and wrapped her arms around Kim's shoulders."Please, sweetie, speak to me." Silence.No: a whimper; then another; and then more. She's scared, Claire thought.And the collapse began. Claire saw Kim's eyes turn red and. ‘Oh, yes, yes, yes! Do it to me, do it to me!’ she gasped, thrusting her hips back to meet each powerful lunge, now a prisoner of lust, as well as her physical restraints. Suddenly, she orgasmed, and she started to buck and writhe on the end of his cock. ‘Oh Jesus, don’t stop, don’t stop!’ she gasped, as her pussy spasmed, wildly about his pistoning gristle. Bull grinned, and redoubled his efforts, his hands cupping and squeezing her taut breasts. ‘You are… some… hot bitch!’ he panted. Moments.