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He wanted to talk to her so badly; she saved his life by stopping that fucker from smashing his legs apart. Unable to speak, he watched her silently as he was wheeled away towards the exit. Bringing him outside to a Humvee, they took him out of the chair, still fully shackled. Jack noticed the lack of soldiers outside, the tall watch posts were not manned by anyone. Three soldiers helped him into the back, while the other two started the vehicle. “We initiated Operation Doughboy,” said Frank, a soldier from his team. “Did you already destroy the Brunette silos?” Jack asked taking off the mask. The other soldiers worked on taking off his shackles. “Yah we had to, it took the whole damn barn down, we needed the distraction to get you out.” Jack hugged his teammates, genuinely happy they came back for him and masturbation made it out alive. Driving off the compound, his teammates snapped off the shackles, freeing him at last. CGB made the final command for a Napalm air strike. Directing 12 Conservative Army helicopters, he ordered them to conduct the drop over 6 different fields of crops controlled by the UPP. Calling in aide from Virginia, the helicopters were heard flying overhead within thirty minutes. “Tie up the water supply too, I want that shit to burn for days,” he said, hanging up the phone. “I'm going to check out the damage at the grain barn,” Murph said, taking out his keys. “Keep me posted on the drop if you hear anything, only use internal comms for now.” CGB threw the satellite phone into a desk drawer. Pulling out a different phone, he turned it on. Nodding toward the other room, Murph sighed heavily. “And please for the love of God, don't let her out of your fucking sight. If I come back to one more stabbed soldier, it better be you that did it.” CGB smiled, “She's not going anywhere. But I'm curious, how did she learn to use knives like that? Did she use them when you knew her before?” Murph paused to think, “It was so long ago but I don't think so.” CGB stood up, walking Murph to the door, “I'll see what she has to say about it.” Morgan looked out the window into the night sky, drying her hair. 'Well that was a complete fucking failure,’ she thought to herself. She hadn't even made it out the building before getting caught. Now having showered again for the pussy second time today, she stood naked in front of the bay window facing the courtyard just as she did this morning. Zero progress so far. She could still sexy see smoke and the soft orange glow of the fire at the grain barn. Dropping tits the towel to the floor, she looked down and saw soldiers walking around outside. She didn't know if they could see her and didn't care either way. She heard the click of the door close as CGB came into the bedroom. He already had his shirt off, his hard tattooed chest reminding her of his hate for people like her, people of color. She immediately noticed a number of masturbation photos of other women with many tattoos and piercings. I wanted her naked; I wanted to see her getting fucked by my closest guest and by me. I sat down to hide my growing cock from her; I did not want to scare her off. Somehow Master Jeremy held off until his slave had reached orgasm. Yes, mistress. It invigorated their strength. He was sexy at least six foot with broad shoulders, and he appeared very fit. I'd done it. The scroll unravels, revealing ancient demonic letters that say what I want them to say. Whenever I talked to you I always loved our conversations and I could tell that you liked me. It didn’t take long before I started to fantasize about you. Leann fucked me hard. “His what?” stammered Emily. I asked pussy him if he owned the store and he replied “Jes” in a tits joyful tone. Brunette Try as she might, she could not dismount him now. She stood there awkwardly, unsure what she had done, or what she should do next. “It’s not like you to join me, Will,” Matt said, taking a cig out of its box. It was starting to get dark, so we rented it and got out of the area. No ! No! I am so close I will not be able to hold it! lips up into his neck. Even if I pull in sponsored Slaves, You know what we can kill two birds with one stone. Her futa-cum pumped into my mouth. Or was she? “Me too.” I said, lifting the front of my skirt. He pumped his hips faster. I don’t know what the fuck made me think saying it to you would be a good idea.” I stood up, and chuckled again to myself. “Okay lads,” the older man said, “time to get back to work.” I looked back and saw one of the woman from our bustrip running over the sand, trying to catch up with me. It was a tiny dark haired women. I headed home. Ugh, I need to shake this off.