" That would work but we have a logistics issue of getting them there." It's only money right?" I said."If that is what you want, yes, it is only mone...." Make it so Number One." Another of my favorite television lines, this one from 'Star Trek - The Next Generation'.So the boys got a new home out in the woods to cool their heels at. Sometime in the middle of the night they disappeared and by breakfast it was like they had not even been here.The timetable for the raids on the moonshiners moved. Turant mere dimag main mano ek current salaga ek ajeeb sa test tha ( us waqt jaise petrol ko pipe se khichte waqt petrol muh me jate he jo current dimang me lagata hai waise hi mujhe fill hua, lekin yeh current usse huttke tha).Usme mano koi nasa ho us tarah mujhe fill hone laga or jo thodi pisab jaise badboo thi woh bhi kuch hi seconds main mano mere dimag ne niggled kardiya, or main pagal ho gaya or fir to main unhe kutta plate maise dudh( milk ) pita hai waise chhatne laga woh bahut masti. Hearing her moan is just a bonus as I slide one finger inside of her drenched pussy and then another. I slide them easily in and out as I continue to lick and suck on her lips. Her little clit is just peeking out from under it's hood. I suck it into my mouth as I feel Heather's hips start to rise off the bed. She is sliding her pussy across my face. I glance up at her and see her head thrown back and her mouth open. Moans come from her in little gasps. I take that as my cue and slide a third. “Patty if I wanted I could have a dozen regular slave girls, but I you are the only one I keep. You know I do like a group of girls from time to time so I thought you might like a girl you knew and was comfortable with for our excursions into that area instead of strangers like we usually do.” “Patty looks up at her master, “Cindy is wonderful, she can do anything I want while you are away, I am not lonely anymore, I should never have listened to the harpies in the market place, I am sorry.