Complete privacy and secrecy were promised. The ONR would not even vet their clients; it was not their concern what they wanted nor did. If needed, th... ONR would even make sure clients were not followed to or from their building. Many a paparazzi woke up confused in a random hotel bed with a splitting headache when this option was requested.As to what the clients could get, anything short of maiming or murder. Specific type of sex? Done. Specific type of partner? Done. Illicit materials? Done.. I had seen the farmer in the weeks following that day driving in and around the village as if on the hunt but as I wasn't on my bike I guess he didn't recognise me, he has only seen me in my cycling lycra - and, of course, butt naked bar a face covering lol - and believe it or not I was wearing my cycling helmet throughout. Only realised that just now!I was nearing the track to his barn which is on an extremely narrow track with no verge and high hedges when I heard the familiar sound of his. Bought up some land that Maryland took when Governor Eden came back, couple of nice farms along the river including one a'Magruder's." And you don't think he's going to give you one as a wedding present, do you?"Ned laughed, "Naw. No sir, more likely to give me a wagon load of corn cobs or a pile of fresh manure, something like that there."They sat quietly for a few minutes, chewing their wads of bitter leaf."Reason I come down was to talk to you about the Clagett murders out the road there.. Powerful spanks to the buttocks turned them pink and after a powerful thrust, Anne collapsed and went prone.“Okay girl, have some strength,” said Trent, as he took Anne’s back and now laid on top of her.Trent’s hot breaths consumed Anne’s ears which he started to softly chew and bite, his saliva arousing her. The cock shoved its way smooth into Anne’s pussy as Trent’s arms now coiled around her soft breasts. Despite her age, Anne had soft skin which aroused Trent as he laid on top of her. Full.