“That’s it boys, we’ll be at the airfield before they know what’s happened. The windscreen became a brilliant exploding flash of oncoming headlights and Santiago’s warning was cut short. As the prison wagon steadied he realised they’d done it, they taken control. And with them her cheerleader friends in carnal embraces like fashioned by a pervert sculptor. Then its 15 min’s to Mexico!”
Suddenly his boast turned to a cry of panic. She felt uncomfortable; really strange, her body aching and a horrible feeling of awkwardness, and then there was this nagging motion; her body rocking. Once again they had dazzled and enchanted to victory. Her musky licked slit now gone Becca gasped and clawed the ground her insides feeling the increased hammering as the man could now get to work on her curves with vengeance.
