I knew it was just a numbers game. Most did not respond, but one finally did, and after talking on the telephone a time or two, we agreed to meet. I d...ove to the address in this small town in Texas (the name purposely excluded, of course, and I promise to explain the reason why in a later episode of this story. This much I will tell you, though: it involves the town sheriff). Anyway, I get to the place, and it is fabulous!There is an eight-foot high concrete wall completely surrounding the. She couldn’t get a employee to come in and brave the weather for a few hours. She continued to explained the different brands of lubrication. I couldn’t help to be turned on. I gave her a complement “damn you smell good“. She blushed a little, smile and said “thank you”. She asked if there were anything to help me. I told her I wanted to take a look at the amateur milf DVDs. Again, she directed me where I need to go and left me to browse.She walked back and forth from the counter to to stock. Emma watched transfixed as his black hand reached for the scarf and blindfold her world away.After blindfolding her he placed her hands on the chair arms pressing them there as if to say "Stay like that!"As she sat perfectly still she felt him run his fingers completely down her front from her neck downwards to her tummy her already wet pussy responded to the sensations his long nails created as they passed over her nipples and lingered around her Auroras raising them individually like. It was my pleasure."Nodding his head to them, he turned and walked to his guards and went out the door.Out in New York, Ambassador Chandler was sitting at his desk in his office; his fingers were tapping through a file called "1992". It was filled with thousands of pictures. After seven hours of tapping the keyboard, his finger hit the next item. His blood went cold as he looked into his wife's eyes. Tears started running down his face as he reached over and picked up the cell phone. Quickly,.