"Otto said, "Don't worry. We are your friends. We can defend ourselves. Let us treat your wounds." The Hopi fainted before Otto had finished speaking....Luckily for him, he stayed unconscious while Otto probed for the bullets and cleaned out the wounds. He finished by washing the wounds with whiskey before Martha sewed them up. All three wounds were flesh wounds, no broken bones, so they would be painful, but the Hopi should recover completely. During the night, the Indian passed from. .. wouldn’t have been able to buy a hundred foot catamaran without it ... the same pile of cash would buy a hundred fifty foot monohull. Dinner out? Sure. Many times. Posh places? Uh huh. Sailing the world put me in exotic restaurants wherever we went. Our nanny would pick up a phone book ... find something interesting, and call for reservations.“Party of four,” she would say. “Flintkote ... yes, 8:30.” She always included a credit card number...”In case we don’t make it.”We always did .... I put the tip in my mouth and began to gently suck on it. Before I knew it, I had his whole cock in my mouth. I licked up and down his shaft and could hear little moans escape from his mouth"You sure you haven't done this before?" He laughed a little as he continued to guide my head on his cock. "Ugh, Sarah I'm going to cum. Let me cum in your mouth." He groaned and shot 3 strings of cum into my mouth, they easily all sided down the back of my throat. I swallowed the rest and crawled up on top. "Not bad. It's much better now that you're home," she admitted. A flicker of worry crossed her face. Matthew stroked her cheek so gently. "SHHH. You know the men I've hired to protect you are damned good at what they do. They're vigilant even now." He jerked his chin in the direction of a car down the street. Matthew had hired two full-time bodyguards to watch over his young wife…though the irony of that hadn't been lost on the former bodyguard either. Not for a second."What if…what if Jake.