It was secluded, characterful, and charming, and I couldn’t imagine a better place for Lia to have grown up in.I’d only just pulled the car to a h...lt when the door of the farmhouse opened and Remy walked out, waving cheerily with one hand, and leaning slightly on a cane with the other. He was quite tall, with a mop of thick blond hair and the same pale colouration as Lia, making me wonder if there was something Scandinavian in their ancestry. He was also brightly dressed in slate green. He kept saying things like, “Umm yeah suck it faggot, and I bet you’ve wanted this for awhile you bitch.” I’m guessing that is because he is in denial himself, I mean he really enjoyed humiliating me, and I liked it for some fucked up reason! I started to get so turned on as I felt his cock growing in my mouth, all my worries just disappeared for the moment, it feels so amazing when you are stimulating a cock and can feel/see the instant pleasure on the guys face. After a few minutes of me. Besides, his office had hinted in his series of phone calls in the past several days that they suspected that there were moles in both the CIA and the FBI. Those agencies were still covering the important stuff, and Dean, who had little experience with even this type of marginal security matter, found that big city police knew more about some issues than he did. As Dean and Val outlined most of what they knew, solid, calm Margaret had been dredging her own mind for anything relevant. ‘We have. Mugger’s gun is bigger than yours, how do I know you’ll be able to hit it?’ ‘Woman, this ain’t the time for one-a-yo size queen moments and jokes. My man’s ’bout to riddle me with bullets right outside your door.’ ‘Yeah, I guess I’d better let ya in rather than listen to you die within earshot.’ ‘Yo, enough, Inez.’ Once inside No. 4-L, he was only several admonishments from getting inside Inez. ‘Sacred pussy my ass,’ he cursed into her flushed ear while yanking a handful of braids away from it.