' Mike returned, as he mulled over the scanner data she had sent. 'Hum, that's just what we need, another 'unknown' tossed into the mix, also it looks...like I can kiss off this blowing over any time soon.'MONDAY 4:30 P. M. Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport, Arlington, VAMitch and Stanley met up at the normal jump-off point and settled on the Uncle and Nephew cover. With initial contact made they boarded the express flight to Chicago traveling coach, while making every effort to minimize. I was that White chick who chased Black men like her life depended on it. I would meet them in clubs and take them home for a night of fun. How I loved Black men's bodies and uniqueness. And their amazing manliness. I loved the way Black guys smelled and tasted. And I couldn't get enough of Black dick. I loved to suck it and ride it. I've had Black dick in my mouth, pussy and ass. And I totally loved it. Sometimes, I would participate in orgies with other White women who craved Black men as. The lot was dark and empty, not a face in sight, once again, just stars. He kissed me wildly and passionately as his hands worked up my skirt, squeezing and grabbing at my thighs so tightly. His kisses took my breath away, and I could feel us starting to fall for each other. His piercing eyes stayed locked with mine through every movement. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his long, hard dick. Then he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me as close to him as he could get me without. Looking at his knights he saw all of them smile as they nodded. Leaning over Roth whispered, “You are indeed far more wise than I sire. I wouldn’t have been able to resist the ensuing argument.” He then looked over to his mate Wrena. “Then again I always relish a fight with her.”Ambrose shook his head in disbelief, “At times I find all eight of you a complete mystery.”Roth was nodding as were the other three knights. “We are really no mystery sire,” Thomas spoke up his arm now healed. “We are.