It was huge turn on when Phil one of the guys gave me a lift to work then after taking me for a drink before him taking some pics of me in the office ...hen fucking me. It was so hot.Over the next few weeks Phil would give me a lift to work a couple of days a week. I would dress for the ride home and he would drive into some woods and he would strip me down just to my suspender belt stockings and heals and have me over the front of the car. He would tell me how the others had enjoyed the pics of. The last ship was diving for the mist when the Karenna’s conventional gun fired. Jake watched as more than twenty large rounds decimated the ship as it disappeared into the mist. The Reaver was using its engines to turn in a tight circle. Jake saw her gun ports open just before the ship was hit the last time. Over a dozen rounds and at least six rockets ripped through the infamous Pirate ship. The ship couldn’t handle the damage. It broke into pieces failing to the mist below.With the battle. Now do you need anything right now?” I asked them both.They both shook their heads. “Okay empty your pockets on the bed son,” I demanded.“Why?” he asked.“We are not only here to protect you, but ourselves as well. After your pockets are empty, I’m going to do a pat down on you,” I explained.He handed me a burner cell phone. “Good empty the rest on the bed so I can see.” When he finish I patted him down for objects he forgot. After which I checked his hip pocket. He appeared to have forgotten to. Thinking that, I returned to our table in front of Peter walking and swinging my ass shamelessly across the dining room and with the sound of my high heels echoing and on which I walked with expert ease. Peter continued to apparently remain indifferent.We were at the end of the excellent dining and with the scorching sun, now thankfully our table was in the cool shade on the gallery. I had eaten with relish any food brought to the table. Peter, who had finished dinner before me,moved his.