"Correction; they're bunching towards the big roller shutter door at the front and it looks like an argument as to who is going in at the small door. ...robably about who goes inside and opens the big door," came Gwen's response."Fookin amateurs," from Emma."Yep, radio silence now unless it's important," I responded.I surmised correctly that the outside teams would move into position to cover the entrance/exits of the building with particular regard to getting Andy and Mike between the mob and. One of them, the smaller man on the left, turned his head to face her.“Hiya!” She greeted them cheerily, raising a hand off of the stock of her shotgun to wave. “You fellas lost or...” She trailed off as she noticed the large bag of bottle caps on the ground between them. It was an enormous pile of money; enough to buy an entire herd of brahmin. It was far too much money for someone around here to have under lawful circumstances. The larger man on the right rose to his feet and turned toward. While he straddles her, her thigh brushes up against his codpiece and the large bulge contained within. She runs her thigh against it to see if it’s what she thinks it is. He gives slight moans in between his oral assault and figures she’s right on the money. She pulls it down and fishes out his cock. Her hands run along his length, soft at first, but quickly becoming hard under her ministrations. Hand over hand, she strokes him and fiddles with his cock head. Getting the messages, he takes her. “After hearing about all of his deeds, I thought he was a wily, seasoned veteran. When the messengers told me he was young, I thought maybe twenty-five. When I met him, I was stunned to see just how young he was.“He was perfectly mannered and seemed quite at ease when he met with me last time. I thought he must be the eldest son of a noble. Instead, I found out last night that he is the second son of your clan’s sword master, not nobility. The officers I questioned about him claim that he.