”“Cop?!”Erin flew into action, wiping off her face where cum had dribbled out. She was busy fixing her rumpled clothes and hair. I, on the other...hand, was still sitting there with my dick out! I was just finishing zipping up when the officer walked up next to the window.“Hello. May I please see your license and registration and proof of insurance?” The man was very polite.“Yes sir.” Lynn reached for her purse and pulled out her wallet. She handed her license and insurance card to the officer.“I. His eyes were a startling blue, which surprised Jill. Naive as she was, she expected all Mexicans to have black hair and eyes.Julio never spoke unless addressed. Yet, he was in no way servile. Indeed, he seemed to have a great deal of pride and a natural intelligence that one could sense rather than experience. Once or twice during the ride, Ernesto would lean forward and speak to him sotto voce in Spanish. The garrulous printer would rattle on about sports or politics, making embarrassed small. She also reserved a hotel near the airport at the final destination because she wanted to rest after the long flight and we decided we would meet the day after her arrival.I bought a lot of equipment and stuff I thought we would need for our sessions of pleasure, lust and torture. A few days before encounter I went there with everything I had bought including food and drinks for a week. I arranged and cleaned the house and specially the workshop or yarn where we would have our sessions.It is. “I don’t think he liked that buddy,” I remarked to our prisoner. “Now, tell me what you know before I make you a eunuch.”“The fuck you will, you candy ass. The Baron will,” before he could finish, an arrow appeared in his left temple. Killing him instantly, I tried to sense whomever it was like I had before. I got a life heading away briefly before they left the range of my power.“I can’t feel anyone anymore. Someone passed the range of my power, heading away from us just as I picked them up. I.