With a deep satisfied sigh Master commanded, "Release me."Ingrid's fingers eagerly searched for the cleverly concealed zip justabove is crotch. I must...admit even as close as I was I had difficultyseeing it. Once she had it though she carefully unzipped him to underhis ass. My thoughts wondered to the tight musky hole there and thethought of worshiping it had my heart hammering and my cock throbbingfit to burst. This thought was interrupted by the sight of his rock hardtwelve inch cock springing. ’ We have to ring, but then we can go straight there.”Half an hour later Grace had a new backpack with some essentials in. Her gun was in the backpack, with one tracker, waiting to be found by a secret illegal faction of the CIA. It was quite James Bond. Okay it was totally James Bond.There were two Graces at the moment. One Grace was desperate to burst into tears and be pathetic. The other was the Grace who was going to rescue her mum and the sweet aliens whatever it took. She just had to keep. I shook the amulet at him. “He’s right in here. You want him to befoul the world again with his craft?”Theophil’s cheek twitched.“Is that all that matters to you? Making ugly, twisted things from the art of others? Lacking any beauty? Any inspiration? Do you not care about that?”“Inspiration is what drives the inventor,” he answered. “To make something useful, something functional, is profound. It is true beauty. Not some pretty scribblings on a piece of canvas or a stone shaped into a. First he offered the ladies nice little things to eat, to make them feel comfortable and happy. Meanwhile, Peterson informed the ladies on the intended scenario. "This table is large enough to serve dinner to a dozen people, but today it´s the floor for you two. Eat as you like, and next please undress and lay on this table. You will be covered with ´amuses de geule´, little tapas and other small hot bites Joe has in store for us." As soon as the girls understood the proposition they seemed to.