. Mais non, that is the problem, monsieur, we get no response to phone calls or radio. We have no communications with the château. I am most sorry to...bother you but we thought you should know, monsieur."Stephen kept his voice under control but he was unaccountably troubled. It didn't FEEL right ... and his instincts were usually correct. "Yes, good - you were right to call. Keep me informed of any change." He replaced the handset and stared straight ahead. "I have to get back to the airport as. " I said smiling up at him. "By Sunday night, I want your cum inside of all of me." Without waiting for a response, I returned to the task at hand of sucking my husband's eight inches down my throat. He never said a word to what I had just divulged, but I knew that it was sinking in. I could taste his sticky sweet pre-cum on my tongue as I swirled it around the head of his cock, making it clear that his excitement was overwhelming him. As I could feel his legs tense, signaling that he was. "I met those two girls, Missy and Katlin, the Kidnapped Girls. Three days ago at the route 16 crossing." It was almost exactly the opening I'd mentally composed a few days earlier. As I'd imagined, I instantly had the attention of everyone within earshot. Someone asked me to repeat what I'd said and now everyone in the site was gathered around, some people were even standing behind me trying to listen, including one or two that had just arrived. Everyone wanted to get close enough to hear. .and we want to participate! First we drink some alcohol at the bar, a lot of guys checking us out...We go to the little girls room and when we come out we see another door at the end of a long hallway. There is a screen hanging above the door and a sexy male guard stands in front, only dressed in a black bowtie and a tight black boxershort. We are too curious and decide to go and have a look. As we approach it is clear to see on the screen what is going on behind the door. Thermographic images.