‘Take me to the city.’ ‘Don’t have enough gas and don’t get my pay check till Friday. Anyways, what are you doing walking at this time of da...?’ ‘Choose between improving my health or the rig I traveled on during the night dumped me off about five miles back.’ ‘I work at the mill, night shift. You should have asked me for a ride there, saved you walking five miles.’ ‘I didn’t know you were there and I didn’t go into the mill.’ ‘Just testing your IQ. Jump in.’ ‘Thanks. The name’s Matt Weaver.’. It looked like a suicide but the person, or persons involved made one or two small errors that caused our people to become suspicious.“The Chief used a weapon not issued by MI6 and though his fingerprints were all over the weapon, they did not appear to have gotten there voluntarily. We have much to do before we can unravel the circumstances and reasons for Chief Younger’s death, but there are serious questions about his actions prior to the discovery of his body.”Taking a deep breath, Joan. She grabbed my head in her hands and said, “I want you to fuck me hard!” I pulled her up off the tree trunk and bent her over it. She whimpered and pleaded until it drove me to just ram my cock deep inside of her. She gasped then started begging for more. I grabbed ahold of her hips and pounded her pussy restlessly. Her tight pussy felt so good wrapped around my cock I was having a hard time not blowing my load right then and there. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she repeated over and. Tony could feel his heart beating in his chest... Her eyes were bright with expectation as she looked down at him. Tony pulled her down and kissed her again. He ran his hands down her back and cupped her small buttocks in his hands. He kneaded the soft globes and fondled her thighs... She moaned softly as Tony nursed on her breast and it was full and firm. She was he reflected very much like his first girlfriend he had slept with during his high school days. Tony moved to the other breast, and.