“Yield!”“Fuck you-”Helen slammed her head down with a grunt.“Yield!” Helen shouted. “You stroppy bi-”Fireheart surged upwards. Her nos... was bleeding and she sank her teeth into Helen’s neck. Helen’s arms flailed and she tumbled backwards. The flowers continued to rustle. Then Fireheart jerked backwards. Her lips were bloody and her nose was bleeding more profusely. She stumbled to her feet – and then a foot planted itself right between her legs. Lucas felt a twinge in his gut, remembering what. Someone has been protecting it. Someone has squashed any investigation and warned Walter of any impending raids. That someone is a high-level cop and that someone is Weston Monty.”A female voice in my earpiece said, “Running an AI algorithm on it now.”“Thank you, Natasha,” I responded.We all stood there silently for what seemed like forever, but was probably less than five minutes. Then Natasha said curtly, “Got it. Captain James Montgomery Reynolds. Weston Monty was almost adopted when he was. I take 2 fingers and slide them straight up into your pussy deep. I push up and place my thumb on your clit and rotate it while pressing your very hard clit. My thumb glides in a slow orbit changing from side to side to circles. All the while I’m still licking the outer lips. You start pressing down on my hand, wanting more. I take your hand and tell you to continue this while I get undressed. I stand and remove my shirt and I feel your nails lightly on my chest. I throw my shirt to the floor. He sighed with the deepest pleasure as the feel of the peacock feather whispered over him. Not so light it would be a torturous teasing tickle, just firm enough to elicit a groaning pleasure as his desire ratcheted up another notch. Damned if the crazy bitch hadn't been right after all. His cock was straining for release and he hadn't landed the first blow on her nor she on him.After a few minutes, the feather withdrawn, he smelled the scent of sandalwood surround him. As she again straddled.