I guess you'd like to freshen up a bit. Looks like the cleaners are in the ladies rooms here. I'll take you home. It's only ten minutes away. You can ...o what you have to there. Still some of the things Maisie left. Please come this way." I was a little surprised with myself. Without uttering a single word I'd allowed this man to lead me out to his car and take me to his home. A man I really knew nothing about. Although I had a thousand questions I wanted to ask, in the car we only talked. "That don't matter. An example has to be made. Can I call you Kitty?" Please," I blurted, ignoring his question. "Here, you can have it back."I rummaged through my satchel for the gem, Belli's goons drawing their guns in case I tried something stupid. I found the stone and held it out to him. His eyes flicked to the mammoth diamond disinterestedly before coming back to mine."And how would I explain why I had it to the cops? You tripped a silent alarm, and I had to report it stolen." His meaty. It was chilly and she rubbed her bare arms trying to encourage some warmth. Part of her wished they would come so they could get it over with, at least get her out of this stinking cell with its peeling paint and stench of sewage. They’d picked her up at the demonstration, one of a few dozen arrested, packed onto buses and brought to the prison. There, everybody had been forced to lie on the ground and in batches of seven or eight, police had taken them out. She’d been there about an hour,. He wasted no time in pumping her pussy with his hot love muscle. Hal stroked. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He couldn't believe that sweet Sandy was doing this; he couldn't believe his luck in watching her. The man grabbed around her front and fondled her breasts as he rocked back and forth, his cock pumping in and out of her. Hal watched; it didn't take more than a dozen strokes before Sandy was moaning again. He pulled his hands off her tits and framed them right around her.