Getting on my horse, I headed west out of New Orleans as fast as Icould. About five miles out of New Orleans I passed a cypressswamp. Assuming I was...being followed, I took my horse into theswamp and hid it behind a large cypress. I hid behind another treeas I waited for the New Orleans police to pass by the swamp. I knewI was taking a risk of a moccasin biting me, but the differencebetween a bite and a rope would only be a matter of a few days.I was rewarded an hour later as the police. He smiled but continued to rub her clit as he kissed her until he inserted his middle finger inside her and tried to finger fuck me. She was tight as fuck and was moaning uncontrollably in his mouth "ohhh ummm ohhhh"He finally stopped took his finger out and tasted it and he pushed her down to her knees in front of his dick. She had kissed it before from sides and even the balls but never taken it in her mouth so she started slowly not really knowing what to do and he sort of guided her in the. “Are you alright with that?” Jack asked.“My feelings are irrelevant. The choice of whether to reveal my secrets has always been yours. I believe I have made the dangers clear to you,” Quinn answered.Jack shrugged. “Abundantly. I think you’re probably understating how bad things could get.”“I have been told I tend to do that.” Quinn didn’t quite smile. Jack did though. She had come to love the small moments when Quinn let his guard down, even just a little.“Will said something earlier that made. Janet Collier, James’ Mum, had overheard. “If you really want someone, then our James is looking for some casual work that he can fit around his school stuff, and I would like to see him in the fresh air a bit more.” “If he wants to come and look, then bring him up this afternoon if you like,” said Gemma. As she said it she doubted that the boy would want it, or would stick at it. That was five years ago. James had fallen in love with the secrecy of the place and, once he found that Gemma.