Visuals will not be too effective. What I wouldn’t give for some of the legendary technology the Star League had. Night vision sensors that made the...night as good as a cloudy day. Ah, but if wishes were mechs we would be sitting in Atlases.We detected a Javelin, Striker and 2 Scorpions escorting 4 APC’s. The convoy was racing away from us as we dropped in and the defenders were between us and our main targets. Not good.I opened up on a Striker with my Panther and the PPC blew right through it’s. We got into the car and Trevor laughed. “Imagine if that family had been 10 minutes earlier” he said. “Oh God I would have died” I said. “So did you like it?” he asked. I said it was so-so. But he knew I was lying. Even more so because when we got home I grabbed him and we made out on the lounge room floor. “You bring out the worst in me” I said as we lay there. “No my darling Anne. I bring out in you what you want and need. You also bring out the beast in me” Trevor said and we kissed. I would love to see and hear you cum, baby. I know you do not Skype, but what about videos? Would you send one to me of you cumming? Tom waited anxiously for her reply. He knew she would probably say no, but he thought he might have a better shot in the afterglow. Hmmm, maybe. She had always politely refused this idea before. Tom didn't beg, but she knew he really wanted to see and hear her cum. He was so sexually starved she felt bad for him. She couldn't go too long without a real. She was not fighting the old man off. She was letting him do this The artist said nothing more, but stood transfixed, watching, as the old man widened his tactile exploration of his erstwhile model's body. When he had walked in, she looked directly at him, over the stooped shoulder of the caretaker. He recognised her initial expression as surprised embarrassment. When he had spoken, she did not speak. Her expression quickly faded as she closed her eyes and gasped. The old man’s left hand had.