I could see that a number of the Ley Line users were surprised that I could do that. I then turned to face David De Tocqueville and addressed him.“D...vid, I’m getting better at this. I’ve wrapped up these scoundrels for you. I’d appreciate it if you would give the police a hand securing them. I still have some other things to take care of,” I told him. David seemed shocked by my request.“We still can’t get through your wards. We’ve all been trying and have gotten nowhere,” he reminded me.“Oh!,. .. smack ... smack. The sounds rang out in the bedroom.“Oh yes ... you fucking nasty bastard. Fuck my ass” she squealed.My balls were approaching boiling point so a massive cum injection was imminent.“Yes ... yes ... you tight-assed black cunt. Here it comes ... Going to fill you with my hot white cream ... right up your ass” I yelled just as I exploded in her depths.“Yessssssss!!!!” I growled pumping her full of cum.“Oh fuck me” Mala moaned into the pillow twitching her ass against my. “Models spend a lot of time changing and being photographed and everything, with people around, so they don’t always have a lot of modesty.”“Oh,” said Mark. “I suppose I had sort of noticed, now you say. Dad gets jumpy about it.” He was looking over the cabin roof, making as if to stand on the seat to get a better view.“But we respect their privacy,” Freddie told him. “You don’t look at any more than they want you to see. That’s how we don’t need to be objecting to it like your dad probably. I love Boobs - well actually I love all the pieces of sexy ladies. But mostly I love Boobs, of a certain type and calibre it must be said. If truth were but known’ I’m greedy and ‘picky.’ But the ones that I was being teased with right now were close to perfection. Dangly, with areola like chapel hat pegs. Solid, big, plenty to suckle on when you could reach them, which I couldn’t.Currently the lady they belonged to - Julie - had me embedded in her at one end and was dangling them either side.