"I love a woman with spirit," he said, "I do not relish this, but it's a necessary security measure. The Princess of Wales can not run away if she has...no clothes on, now, can she?"Two men grabbed her, still kicking and screaming and pulled her away from their leader. In her mind, that's how she identified him - their Leader; a big, powerfully built man, radiating a maleness that was almost tangible. He also has a great big cock, a horrible little voice told her. She started to kick and scream. She walked into a dimly lit room, three candles being the only source of light. It was hot too, far hotter than she would have thought, and she began to sweat in her jacket. The woman was sitting in a chair in front of a large window that looked out over the Bay.Contessa's eyes fixed on the young form entering her domain. She watched as the girl nervously looked around, clearly at a loss for what to do next. Contessa smiled, inhaling the scent of the girl's fear, sweat and arousal."Come over. She was still panting for breath."I've never done anything like that in my life. I've never seen a guy swallow his cum." He just smiled."As you said. I'm adventurous." He finally wiped away the cum from his face and dabbed his chest dry. He tossed the towel onto the trunk and walked a few steps away from the car to try and cool off. She didn't follow. He was unsure her legs would carry her after the last massive orgasm she had. She noticed that he had a bike rack folded up against the trunk of. “Then his friends shot him in the back. It gave me time to knock Mick down and return fire, but I only got a few shots off before Rory took them out.”“I yelled for them to drop their guns,” Rory added. “But first one turned with his gun up, then the other, so I shot him and his partner.”“Clean shots too. Both in the chest. Dead center,” the sheriff remarked.“Good shooting, little brother,” I said squeezing my little brother’s arm.“Thanks, Paul. Are the women and kids OK? Did anyone in town get.