“He appears to be alone. Spencer is talking with him, but I’ve got a bad feeling about it.”“He’s hiding something,” Roger says. He pauses ...o talk to Donna. Sam doesn’t pick up the conversation on the other end. She is too focused on trying to see what’s going on through the window. When the director returns, he tells her that backup is on the way.Sam replaces the phone in her pocket and draws her gun. Now it is a wait and watch until the fireworks begin event.Roger reaches the tactical garage. She was amazed at the music as it was very fast and asked how people dance on fast music? Believe me, guys dancing on psychedelic music is the best part of Goa nightlife.It’s easy to dance. You just have to get high on alcohol or weed. If you are lucky to get it there or manage from anywhere, dancing there is common. You can dance in any way as people don’t mind no one cares how you dance. If you are non-dancer like me then no need to worry, the beats and the drinks will help you automatically. “But you’re my little whore aren’t you?” “MM-hm” was all April could get through the ball gag.“That’s fucking right you are, you know normally I charge people to do what I’m about to do to you, but since we have such a great history this will be my treat.” As she said this she threw Aprils face into the bed. “Get your ass in the air” she commanded. April followed her order. Jessica began to whip her ass, over and over again. Each lashing was met with April being called a slut, a whore, a. You feel so good inside.” “Javier. Please untie me. Please. I just want to hold you while we fuck.” “No, no, mi amor. I’ll unhook you from the wall. That’ll help.” He deftly used one hand to release her from the wall, the thumb of the other still rubbing her nipple. He kept riding her, never missing a beat, never slowing. He pulled her down several inches, and her feet hit the icy seawater in the center of the cave. She could feel the climax roiling beneath the surface as she threaded her arms.