(As Joe tries to say ‘won’t’, she rams her cock back in and gags him to shut him up. He is gagging again.)Katrina: (still fucking his face) Oh n...….You were not going to have mercy on me. You thought you were going to just rape me. You thought you were going to make me pregnant and ruin my life. I’m not going to have mercy on you now. Karma, bitch! (slaps his ass hard) KARMA, MOTHERFUCKER! (slaps him two more times while still ramming his face)(Katrina takes her cock out of Joe’s mouth and. I still hadn't unlocked the door so I had no idea what the hell laid behind the thing. I sat down the case I had under my arm and fished for the key in my pocket. Just as soon as I locate my pocket. Damn these modern clothes. I grinned when I found the little gold flecked key and inserted it into the lock. My luck was not with me I still ended up getting the type. I saw a museum to Greek letters and I winced. I really don't want to be here. I went to the opened door saw that it was empty of. Careful examination revealed a concealed Velcro pocket in the lining and as Sarah pulled the package free, not one but three passports clattered to the floor.*****An hour later Sarah stood in front of an officious man at the British Embassy as she explained the story of her friend and the passports. The man looked at each of the passports, carefully feeding the details into a machine in front of him, before asking Sarah to take a seat, as he went to walk away he asked casually , "so where is. "What the hell brings you out my way? You and your boys don't come out this way very often." Maury leaned over the counter and looked outside. "Where is your gang, anyway? You on a honeymoon?" he asked the last bit with a smirk and a sparkle in his eyes.Ben suddenly wasn't in the mood for small talk. "They're all dead Maury, Torque too." It was easier to say this time. It had happened a few days ago, and the reality of it seemed more concrete.Maury frowned. "Damn." He looked of into space for a.