" The what? You mean the hat?" These are highly specialized warding devices. They're a safety measure, and blessed by the Pope himself, hence the mitr... design." Safety measure against what? Good taste?" Demonic entities and incorporeal creatures, sir," Jules said, and for the first time I detected a very serious and grave tone in his voice. The intercom chirped once more, but this time it was the pilot:"Anchored, sir! We just got word, we gotta head for Missouri. Another imp infestation."Jules. Mom and I laughed, thanked the clerk again, and got back to the car. I got into the passenger side, and mom took a look at the leather seats of the car on the drivers side, while still standing outside. “Hmm, if I get in, the extra cum might stain the leather. Your dad would be able to tell, and we can’t have that,” mom said thoughtfully. I knew she packed a skirt in her bag, so I reached for it, but before I could mom told me to wait. Without a second thought, she pulled off her bandeau top,. However, he took the reins back like the good bad boy he is.“Get on your back with your legs in the air, baby!” he commanded. “I want to taste you. That’s it. Let me look at your beautiful cunt. I just want to drink in the sight of you with your legs wide apart. Let me lap up your juice. Let me smell you. Mmm! Damn, you taste good. I could live between your legs. You smell amazing. Fuck!”He interspersed his lovely obscenity with hums and licks, clit sucking and flicks. I shook. We could stage them in the most degrading situations and get their pictures and make them look like they did them willingly. Doesn't the drug make them compliant?"Rob smiled and said, "That and more. They'll wake in the morning with no memory of any of it. We'll have the pictures to show them and tell them that was what they were doing when we got home. They'll think it was all they're fault when in fact we staged all of the pictures."LaTesha developed a wicked smile on her face as she rubbed.