"Oh yes prince you can imagine doing this with your hands."She looked at Luxor. He was a handsome figure..it almost seemed a pity...she smiled at the ...hought, pity was something she had read about in books but found nowhere inher native IceMark or here in Midnight.The guards released the prisoner's eyelids. They knew nothing could close his eyes save death now. Luxor noticed every slight red mark on Shareth's naked body as he reached her hands to his nipples and teased them gently. She. His manhood was uncut, like his son's, but much bigger and wider and more exciting looking. As feelings and thoughts ran through her, Annette knew that it was going to be awhile before she'd be able to calm down enough to sleep.Finishing up with his shower, Don slipped on his robe and headed for bed. Once settled under the blankets, he hoped to get to sleep. Usually by this time on a Friday night, he would be balls deep in Wanda, working toward draining his nuts. His hands rubbed over his chest. Both were high risk, awakening the latent adventuress in her.She felt the conflict and moral ambiguity of that forbidden relationship. That first time on the airplane may be charged off to too much alcohol and mistaken identity. However, there was no excuse for the other morning on the kitchen floor. Her son took her. Her pussy moistened as she recalled him pushing her to her knees and fucking her like a two-dollar whore. Unconsciously she squeezed her plump thighs together as she remembered. “The SWAT team leaders estimate that they lost eight trucks and at least fifty people, perhaps more. We aren’t sure if they had pilots of their own to fly the planes or if they intended to force the Air Wing’s pilots to fly the planes. It really doesn’t matter now, I guess,” he said before falling silent.As the Marines and SWAT personnel had withdrawn, they had been replaced by police investigators and crime scene personnel. There was a lot of yellow crime scene tape put up. Hanson saw us.