As soon as the pair tossed Jonesy’s body in the boat they started the huge outboard ... it wasn’t completely silent but we were close. Due to the ...hosphorescence they were easy to track.“We need to find that bomb ... it’s connected to the engine hour meter. The bomb is probably in the bilge.”“No,” said the Powers, “Go to Immigration and ask them find it.”“Great idea,” I said. “Which one of you thought that up?”“We really do need to leave,” said JW. “Cyn ... you learn anything from this?”“I. She stood facing me then bent over letting the dress ride up showing her perky ass.Though it was quite dark the trucker had left his side lights on so we were quite well lit up. We were hidden from the road by a nice tall hedge so no one could see unless tehy came over. There were a couple of other trucks there but no sign of any other men.Mick was staring at her ass as she bent right over and started to gently suck my cock. I motioned to him that he was ok to come over for a feel and he moved. She stirred just a little when my hard cock pressed against her firm ass.The bed was in the master bedroom of Tess and Ben’s apartment. Lana had slept there the night whilst Ben and Tess were at my parents home - Ben dead drunk in the spare room, and Tess sharing my bed in carnal union with me.I had taken Tess home early in the morning, leaving Ben to continue to sleep off his alcoholic bender from the previous night.Tess had suggested that I wake Lana up with a good morning fuck whilst she. He instructed me to go visit them at their house and to be there at 9 am the latest. I look over at my clock. Shit, I think, it's already 8 am.I quickly get up and throw on the first things out of my suitcase: a navy blue shirt, a black bra, underwear and a black skirt. I quickly look in the mirror and fix up my bed-head hair and throw on some mascara before I grab my new pink heels and my book bag, with my writing materials, and head out the door to my rental car—a pink Lamborghini. As I sit.