Matt was working at home, I transformed myself into Kennedy (you know the trick SuperMan does with that glasses, so no one recognizes him, that's how ... do it.) I just barged in and started being Kennedy. I was wearing the dominatrix outfit I like. I was going to use the horse whip he hates (the one that had been a birthday present from Matt to Kennedy), though he had let Kiki use it on him. That was another thing Kennedy was pissed about, that he'd let Kiki use it, but not her. I told him I was. Moe says that he can watch, but she wants to see his big stiff cock too, so he gets it out for her and starts stroking it.I finger Moe's pussylips, getting them wet. Moe unwraps one of the dildos and gives it to the salesclerk.The other men are now not hiding their interest. but are moving closer - a couple of them are stroking their cocks through their trousers. I can see what is going to happen here, and Moe is not going to get out without getting xxxxd by all these men. I get my own cock out. As they drove along the highway at extraordinary speeds they left behind all traces of their former lives and identities. They were now using the aliases of Wesley and Megan Smith. This was his one and only chance to finally clear all his debts that followed them everywhere they went. They drove all night as they kept one step ahead of everyone he owed money to. They took turns driving; as one slept the other drove. It had been this way since Sophie had turned fourteen and her father taught. Let's go and visit Chantelle and see what she's up to.Imagine you're flying over the Scottish landscape to a small town, hardly more than a village just North of Dundee. It's called Brechin and Chantelle's flat is on the top floor. It's a quiet area in a quiet town on a reasonably quiet night for a Saturday. Just as well they're not inside her flat with her then!She's washed her dark, flowing locks; showered and shaved everywhere that counts; spent a long time on her make up, and all the time.