"We have all that you requested stacked at the top of the embankment. Can you come and pick it up soon or should I have some of the men handle it?" My...guests and I were headed your way when you called. I have a cart with a trailer on it that we can load the boxes on. We will be there in about five or ten minutes." Thank you, we will be standing by, Sir." Just call me Jon, Captain, as I don't stand on formalities. I am no longer in the Legion." I will make note of it and you may call me Leonardo. You have not embarrassed me or this country, just the opposite in fact. Now you maybe called a pistol packing mama from now on but I and the American people are proud of you. You did what was right and just may have saved the Premier’s life. What has been his reaction?”“Well outwardly he is thankful I did what I did but inwardly I think he doesn’t want to be beholding to a woman or us for maybe saving his life. I do think that he maybe more amenable to some of the things we want to do but we. Despite her dissipated lifestyle, Emma was usually an early riser so she got guiltily out of bed.She was not in her own room. It was a large chamber, decorated predominantly in blue. She looked around. A lot of time and money had been spent on this room. She knew enough about furniture to recognise some pretty expensive stuff when she saw it. And the bed had been one of the most comfortable she had ever slept in.Now that she had rested and the miracle pick-me-up had done its work, she was ready. Her sphincter all but surrendering to him. Her ass grew warm, wet, and inviting, massaging his cock with twitching, confused muscles. “Mmmm,” she groaned. “Oh mmmm....” She stuck a finger in her mouth, and rolling her head side to side, began to suck on it. “God yes, Dillon, fuck my ass, Dillon fuck me to death.” she cried, suddenly moaning loudly and legs falling completely open. Slowly he rose from her, her beautiful brown eyes had closed to slits, her dark skin was slick with sweat.