Hideout for the night, then you can go your way and I’ll head mine. If you don’t you’re dead.” She looked up at him blinking for a few moments. “Hurry up, get dressed now before they,” “Before they what?” Hawk snapped from behind Owl. He twisted around and saw both of them standing only ten feet away glaring at him. “What are you doing Owl?” Hawk asked. “I’m not letting you do this again. We’re leaving.” “You’re not letting,” Swift said almost splutter on his anger. “Yes, I’m not letting. I don’t want any trouble, just let us go and we never have to see each other again.” “But, the problem is that you both know about this place,” Hawk said in an almost soft tone. “If you get caught you might tell others about us.” As he said this Swift took mature a step sideways. Opening a small gap between them, while putting him in a better position to attack. Owl caught the movement and frowned. “Don’t Swift, I don’t want to hurt you,” he said to him. “You hurt me boy, a pussy like you,” Swift snarled back. With a sigh, Owl slid his hand into his pack and pulled out the shotgun aiming it at Hawk. “We are leaving, you have two choices. Either you just let japanese us leave, or I force you to let us leave and that is going to get bloody.” Hawk’s eyes tightened as he glared at the gun. “He ain’t got the balls,” Swift snapped and stepped sideways again. “Stop moving Swift,” Owl snapped back. Swinging the gun to point it at his former partner. “Do you honestly think we’re going to let you just leave.” Hawk snapped, Owl spotted the quick glance he swapped with Swift and knew what was about to happen. The pair burst into motion. Swift sprinting out a couple of steps to the edge of what used to be the station platform. Trying to get out of Owl’s targeting circle. Using his speed to keep from being hit. However, like Hawk he had underestimated how good Owl’s eyesight was. As asian fast as Swift could MILF move it seemed like he was running through treacle to Owl. He quickly moved the gun to aim right at Swift and pulled the trigger once. The shotgun roared, the Hardcore sound increased by the walls of the tunnel. Owl flicked the gun back to Hawk, aiming it straight at his head and pulling the trigger again to fire the second barrel. It would cut down on the washing. As they pulled into yard of the large warehouse, they were greated by the producer Jerry Dickson who walked right up to Larry's open window to see Pinkie furiously sucking Larry's cock. Elsie got up and started to MILF step into her new skirt size, but a asian daring idea grew quickly in her head. "Oh, shit" I grunt. *”Oh, fuuuck, mee,” I moaned as my own orgasm rose out of me, Hardcore pulsing with finality onto both our stomaches. “What the hell is that”? Did she really want this? mature “As long as you never say a word, it could be very great. I was nervous as hell when we got to our bungalow. I thrust up her dark skirt, exposing a pair of lacy, black panties. "Yes, she did." You didn't mind did you baby. The sweet tasting fluid tasted almost just as I had expected it to, though it did taste a little japanese richer and felt a little more thicker than the cow’s milk I was accustomed to. He has taken the bait?” she asked.