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But using my key fob to activate six different laser-guided automatic tracking systems seems to Cartoons leave a permanent impression on their psyche. There is something about six red dots suddenly appearing right over your heart that gets your attention. It would be a lot easier if I could put a gate just off the highway but the state won’t let me do that even though I own all the land on either side of the road. This used to be some sort of government-owned retreat center and the road was deeded over to the state. I offered to buy it back since I already do all maintenance on it anyway, but the folks at the Department of Transportation don’t think that way. They didn’t have any objection to me putting cameras and detection devices alongside the road, or if they did, they couldn’t do anything about it because their right of way ends two feet off the pavement. My alarms chimed as soon as the vehicle started down the road. Video recording started when motion was detected at one-half mile. Video screens came to life in my office, living room, and several other places throughout the house a quarter mile later. The screens were four-way splits showing normal feed, night vision, infra-red, and a sound-echo radar view of my own design. There were two people in the car, one in front, the other in the back. The person at the wheel was wearing a latex mask of some sort to disguise his– or her– face. The thermal image which bled through the mask was stored for later comparison in facial recognition. Doing facial recognition on thermal patterns is a bit more process-time intensive, so it can’t be done in real time. I shifted my scrutiny to the person in the back. She was naked except for what appeared to be a metal collar around her neck. From her heat patterns, she was either very cold or very afraid. I was betting on both. I put my defenses on standby and pulled my holster with my Glock 21 over my shoulders. The shoulder holster holds the weight relatively reasonably, but that giant cannon is primarily for show... or stopping automobiles. It also draws people’s attention away from the twin Glock 42s held in place on the back of my belt. I walked over to him - more like strutted actually - and leaned my shoulders back against the papered glass of the front of the store. Brain farts are like that. There are men. "Hi, Chris. I was giving him pleasure and he had no idea. I tried to look around but one of them locked my head with his hands as the first cock started spewing jizz at my face. I cleaned both of their cocks for another minute or two before they went soft. There was the scraping sound of chairs being moved in the dining room. I land on my stomach, caught with my arms behind my back, wrists firmly in her grasp. Her room was at the back of the bungalow and I couldn’t help but notice that she closed the door tight as she went through it. “Yes!” I grunted, my balls growing tighter, my cum building in them. For several minutes Leon played the whip back and forth across Katya’s aching nipples, occasionally swiping her belly and flanks so that she could never anticipate where the next stroke would fall. Though as the General said, if they get in the way we are allowed to take them out." Drooling over her Cartoons whole apperance, wondering why was she so attractive to me. She pulled up her bra strap and her shirt strap. To avoid getting hurt she had to comply and allow him to get closer. I thought that Dimple was asleep and I began pressing her boobs she realized it and asked Are you okay? Josh helped Beth out of the car and into the house. It was fun at first, but I knew after a while that she wasn’t for me. Why only once with each of them?” Cory turned to look out the window, took one deep breath, then another, exhaling slowly between breaths.