I did not target that high. Decent results would be enough. So far Veronica was producing them for me. I decided to trust my feelings at least that fa..., though it meant giving Veronica her head. While this was twenty degrees of scary, I went with it.The other side of Boston's coin was Security Services. Richard Harold was a retired Military Police First Sergeant. All of my military people deferred to him habitually. To some degree, I liked that, but he was taking things a bit too far. When I. "You two sit on the bed."I gave in and sat on the bed where Gretchen could see me, but Lisa pulled up another chair and sat beside her.The detective pulled up a chair and flipped it around and sat with the back between his legs. A position of intimidation. "You three are getting on my last working nerve."Lisa smiled at him. "I'm Lisa Stansbury, this is Gretchen Werner. The lady on the bed is Shauna Hawkins. Who are you, detective?" Detective Sergeant William Sweeny, Miss Stansbury. Now, Miss. No one experienced the discomfort they had in traveling to Fry. We had just started to experience the tingling sensation when the machine abruptly re- materialized in a large open space, like a warehouse. The amount of silver Michael had usually transported was small, so I had hoped that there wouldn't be a reception party.Luckily the warehouse was empty except for a shiny black car. We loaded up in Michael's Model A Sedan and looked for a clue to tell us where we were. Using a map found in the. The women used their cell phones to capture personal videos of the sex action.Spanker followed Steve’s example again, plunging his cock repeatedly between Sandra’s full cunt lips covered with her dark blond pubic hair. Spanker had to keep thrusting into Sandra’s cunt for at least three minutes, so he looked over at a men checking the time on his phone. The man held up one finger: one minute of fucking to go. Sandra was in heaven, feeling Spanker’s hard thrusts into her cunt and hearing the slap.