Please, Tom. You’re my only chance.” Tom stared at anime his brother before inching into his face and saying, “If I do this and you live through it… you name your kids after me.” “Dude, you’re full of shit!” Scott laughed. “Oh, I’m serious,” Tom replied, his smile growing bigger. “And not just your firstborn son; you gotta name all of ‘em after me, boys and girls!” “That makes no sense!” “Sure, it does! George Foreman did it with his kids, right?” “I’ll give you my firstborn son, will that work?” Scott shot back. Tom pretended to agonize over the decision, finally replying, “Deal.” After a quick trip to his room to retrieve his belongings, Scott returned to Tom’s room and gave him his instructions for the next day. What clothes to wear, the itinerary for the ceremony, and most importantly of all, his gold medal. Thankfully, both brothers had packed only a single suitcase, allowing Tom to take both bags back to America with him. Tom then gave his passport to Scott and took possession of his brother’s ID. “One more thing,” said Scott. “If you don’t hear from me within a week of returning to the States… destroy that.” “Scott…” “I’m serious, Tom. This plan of mine could go south. If it does, destroy my passport and resume your old identity. You’ve still got your driver’s license back home, right?” “Yeah, I do. But-” “If something happens to me, you can use that to get another passport,” Scott replied. “You’ll be fine. Just keep your head down and don’t do anything I wouldn’t.” Tom smirked. “And what exactly does that put off limits?” “Smartass,” Scott snorted. “Bro, are you sure about this?” “Yeah… yeah, I am. I promised that girl I’d help her. If they get her back to North Korea, she’ll be dead on arrival. I have to try…” Tom nodded, seeing the determination in his brother’s eyes. “You be careful out there, Bonehead,” he said, giving him a hug. “You feet too, Doofus…” With that, Tom took all the bags with him and made his way to Scott’s indian hotel room, ready to assume his identity in the morning. Meanwhile, Scott stripped nude and crawled into bed, knowing he would need his strength for what was to come tomorrow. So if he didn't scare her, what makes everyone else think they will? I could see the vending machine, but I could also see the receptionist; a girl about my age. As far as you know, this conversation never happened. “We were lovers, once upon a time.” Ironic now since that is also my favorite toy. She pulled up my shirt and rested her hand on my chest whilst my hand slipped to her round, firm buttocks. Jean hummed in pleasure at the milk being drawn out feet anime of her breast as her sister filled her mouth and swallowed, then disengaged and licked her lips. As they joyously chewed their sandwiches, she sat up close to him and asked explanations of a lot of what the persons on the show in their T.V. ‘man cave’ were talking about. Erect nipples from either the rain or from the photos. A few more accusations were then leveled before both Pallus and Vestus stormed from the meeting. Just constantly telling us where we could improve. "Daddy, you really hit your peak with Allison and Diane. After a few minutes, my dad stopped and pulled his penis out of my mouth. She smiled and jumped up on his lap snuggled close to him with her head on his shoulder. “Look before your break things got… crazy.” She said can I take a shower? My pussy lips greedily indian smack into the large fucking head. Well I put on a "looking at trash" expression and stood beside her until she noticed me. A few seconds later, she gripped his left nipple and twisted hard. She slowly sped up her plunges until she was slamming the toy into her hard and fast. I grinned at my wife. I can already taste her wetness and it’s so sweet and delicious. I said do I have a time limit to who merges or how long they merge? “Oh you saw that. Hold your hands out. I drowned in ecstasy. His father had taught him basic surveillance techniques as a game when they’d go to the mall and be bored when his mother was shopping. The skin on her rear turned red from his cruel slaps, and she wanted to scream when he whipped her breasts, striking them as if they had somehow enraged him. I need to know her. Dinner is really pleasant and we all have a nice talk and laugh together as we eat. As he pushed his finger in he could feel the dog knot throbbing and the desire to feel that against his cock was intense. “Sacramento P.D.! Fourth of course was myself and my wife Shirley. If you survive the tortures you are allowed to live free again.