"Detective Harrison, have I ever lied to you?"He came right back. "Have you ever told me the truth?" I've never lied to you, ever. Truth, sir? Truth i... that there was a plan to bomb a high school in Tarrytown, sir. I don't know who had the plan. This is where the explosives were dumped when the plotters decided to come here instead."She handed him the note back.He met her eyes. "There was a bulletin a few days ago about forty pounds of dynamite and detonators stolen from a site near Tarrytown.". You came again, I watched as your cum ran down his balls. I heard him moaning, deep voice. He told you he was close, close to cumming into you.‘Yes, cum into me, cum deep inside my pussy Alan, fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck my slut pussy.’ He came deep inside you. His moaning, so loud. Your cry. ‘Yesss, fuck me lover, fuck me harder, nowwwwwwwww’ You came again, joining his orgasm, cumming together.You sat on his cock, your body trembling. Your breasts heaving as you took in large gulps of air.. He knew he hadn’t been drinking. Let’s see, I watched a movie, got the call from the Maestro, and then… the locket! It was all coming back to him; the glowing stone, the song that opened it, that strange blue cloud…“Good morning, Master.”Mike was suddenly scared fully awake by an unfamiliar voice coming from the corner of the room. Immediately thinking home invasion, he instinctively dove to the floor beside his bed and, opening the thumbprint gun safe beside his nightstand, retrieved his. Jeremy lay quietly on the floor as Mr. Geary gently rubbed it. "Will you call me Grampa?" asked Mr. Geary with a warm smile on his face. "Yes," Jeremy responded softly. "Does this feel nice?" asked the old man, who had quickly opened his own pants and was rubbing his own cock with his free hand. "Yes, very much, Grampa," responded Jeremy. "I'm going to suck it. Have you ever had your cock sucked before?" Jeremy just shook his head but was very excited by this time and would do anything to.