The numbers on their masks were imprinted in gold. Mistress Gloria was number 011. Mistress Cheryl was number 219.It took us about forty-five minutes ...o drive into town. We pulled into an underground parking garage and Mistress Sam said, “Our ride’s already here.”There was a small bus sitting in one of the parking places. It pulled out and she pulled in, then we all transferred to the bus. Mistress Sam took a few minutes in the back of the van to change into her leathers for the night. When she. 30 cal to shut it the fuck up. It took three shots which alerted Martin that I was on the way."Smith is in the back," Martin said as Eve and I approached."Okay I guess we need to go inside and look for the bunker. We can't spend too much time, but we have to find him. I have about 10 lbs of Semtex left. if we can't drag him out quickly, we will just seal the Bunker and move on."That wasn't what I intended at all. It was my intent to leave Mexico with the narco terroist's head in a bag. We were. “I can’t believe...”“No. You were hurting. I could tell, and I didn’t take it personally. I’m still not sure I really understand – and if Nate’s right, I’m pretty happy with it staying like that – but I knew you weren’t angry with me. Not really. I think we’ve come far enough not to get insecure or run away at the first sign of trouble, don’t you? I’m just glad Nate and Zev had some idea what to do. Honestly, the worst for me was feeling helpless.” He kissed my forehead, and I snuggled into. ‘Well,’ she starts again, as she continues to jack me off, this time with longer, and faster motions, ‘let’s see if we can release some tension, Aden, hmm? Don’t worry, I swallow everything I put in my mouth, so release as much tension as you want, boss,’ she finishes talking, she looks up at me again but this time with a hot passion I her eyes, as she puts her mouth over the tip of manhood, while she continues to jack me off, now with a gusto. Damn, damn, not…no longer, as I lock states with.