They turned Kris' bedroom into a sewing room. That was four years ago. I was 22 at the time, Kris was 21 and somewhere else. It was four years later, ...ow. I was 26, and Kris was 25, and she was in the car, laughing that same laugh. "Hey, copper! You'll never take me alive!" Kris?" I asked, my hand still on my gun. I knew it was her, but I was still careful. "Dan!" she squealed, getting out of the car and running into my arms. Her hug was ferocious and tight, and I found myself wrapping her up. I knew what was about to happen ,and knowing she does not like me cum in her mouth I told her “I’m going to cum” Lia immediately stopped sucking my cock , then started stroking it with both hands, and right on cue as she enthusiastically said “Cum for me ,Cum for me” I grunted sounds of pleasure as my cock erupted and squirted cum all over her gorgeous tits. She continued holding my cock in her hands and while squeezing the last few drops of cum out of it asked “Did you enjoy that?” I. We returned to Santa Rosa in disappointment to find a hotel room for the night instead of sleeping out under the stars.“Perhaps later I will have a chance to indulge my most primitive of pursuits,” I told her later over dinner to a smile.In the morning, we were up reasonably early, chanted, exercised, showered, and had breakfast. We were on the road by 9:00 after fueling the vehicle. Remaining on I-40 going west, we passed through Albuquerque and then moved on to Gallup, NM. I-40 between Grants. "Me? A god?" she said. "That's absurd." Yes, at first I thought so too. That changed when the golden figurinewas stolen from Emmanuel Klein Maternity Hospital in Brooklyn before wecould get to it." You can't blame me for that. I only opened the safe; I did not take thefigurine." I know you didn't. There were only a small number of people who knew ofour plan, a number that included you. John Thompson was convinced we hada mole who tipped off those who got to the figurine before us and wantedto.