Where did she get a gun?"What the hell Kathleen?"Santana growls and moves the barrel of the gun closer to James's face. James gives Kathleen a questio...able look. "Hey Kathleen, how about you tell your friend here to get her gun out of my face, huh?"James asks calmly. Kathleen gives him an apologetic look before looking back to a furious Santana."Santana he's just my partner. He's a con artist."Santana sighs angrily and lowers her gun. Kathleen can't help but notice how hot the Latina is when. "Oh god! Comet," she groaned. "It's like we were made for each other."She began humping back against his groin, trying to entice him to resume fucking her. But as most dogs do, he just stopped and stood there, motionless, while he emptied his balls in his bitch.'Damn, ' she thought to herself. 'I'll have to break him of that habit.'So, resigning herself to this situation, she relaxed and let the feel of his warm jism fill her cunt. Occasionally, she would play with her tits. Either pinching her. "Do you have any idea why we have been ordered to the northern end of the Adriatic?" asked Charles, "We don't need any more women do we, or do you?" No idea," replied the Admiral, "What do you mean, do I need any more women?" Well there's an illicit slave market on the island of Rab, off the Croatian coast where Admiral Peitsche used to buy Albanian girls. I wondered if that was to be out destination, since the wives are both away." Sorry. I had never heard of it, and I have no more idea than. I kiss all the way down each of your arms making sure that each finger is kissed and nibbled before kissing my way back up your arms to your chest and those lovely breasts that by now are desperately wanting their share of the loving that my lips are giving your body.I start by kissing a circle around each breast. I continue to do these circles, alternating from one breast to the other but I allow each circle to get a little smaller until I am kissing just the sweet little brown ring of skin.