I looked down to see wires dangling. Wonderful, I thought. I couldn't wait for it to run out of gas I had to kill that motor. I tried to remember all ...he ways Marty had told me that the motor could be killed. I wished at that moment I had paid more attention, when he gave me the tour of the new motor.I crawled back to the screaming motor. I crawled through a puddle of gasoline on the way. I could just see me as barbecue if that gas on the ground caught. When I reached the motor, I flipped the. I smiled and started to take off my clothes. Tom stopped me and said that we should take off each other's clothes. I took off his shirt and ran my hands over his chest until I reached his pants. By now, Tom had taken off my bra. As I unsnapped his pants, Tom hand cupped my breasts. He was a natural, massaging and playing with my nipples.I pushed his pants and under pants down and his dick was getting harder. Tom was about five and half inches, not bad for a thirteen year old. I took my hands. Her boobs were moving up and down by my every shot. She was in heaven and I was with her. When I felt that I was about to let it go I stopped.I told her to get on my cock and ride it. I lied down and she get on me. First she kissed my cock and sucked it. I was lying there and watching her taking my cock in her mouth as much as possible. She took my cock deep into her throat like she wanted to swallow it whole. My cock was hard again. Now it was the time. She got on me and put my cock in her. When I get to ‘three’, any agent still holding a firearm is to be shot dead. No further warning, no excuses. SBI agents, drop your weapons by the count of three, or you will be shot dead. One!’ ‘You wouldn’t.’ hissed Director Lewis. ‘Two!’ Griswold shouted ignoring Lewis. The SWAT Team and other officers readied to shoot: they intended to carry it out. ‘Okay, okay!’ Lewis said. ‘All right guys, let’s go. Back to your cars.’ ‘NO!’ yelled Griswold. ‘Those weren’t my orders. Men, take aim! Thr-‘.