I groaned in frustration."Come on Max," I cooed, swiveling my hips lewdly."Suck my little pussy dry. Come on doggy, yummies!" My fingers began to cree... upwards along the insides of my thighs, almost unconsciously. If these stupid dogs wouldn't finish the job they started, I knew that digging a finger or two into my buttery pussy, (and yes, maybe even easing a couple into the slippery confines of my hot little rectum - although I'd never tried that before) would do the trick. However, I never. “Tina?” he groaned as he looked up at her.She knelt and caressed his face, scratched from the impact with the palm tree and mottled blue from the bruises of his punishment the previous day. “My poor little man...”Rodney kept screaming for several minutes until George finished. Then the tribal leader helped Tina get Dylan back to camp. As they did so they passed by the whimpering Rodney, who remained in the fetal position, reddish-white liquid dripping down one buttcheek.A little later, George. It didn’t take him long to break it all down and pack it onto the sled. Her head did ache, and her face burned, but she was sure it was more from the bone-numbing chill than from her little fever. It was just a cold, but he acted like she was at death’s door. The thought of examining the cores she’d pulled that night perked her up as Finn climbed onto his snowmobile, starting it and motioning her to follow. They had a thick dark rope running from their drill site to the base half a mile away. They deal in arms and drugs and other smuggling but they have never been connected with something like this. No, I think it's some other group. Maybe the Mexican Mafia or one of the Drug Cartels. I have not seen any memos or any other information about anyone dealing in children like what we have found here. My team will sweat that man you blew up as soon as he is able to talk." I don't think I had much of a choice on that one Hadley. I wasn't going to let him hurt anyone else or blow that.