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 Hardcore 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. Their thirty-eight bullet doesn’t pack the punch of the 21's forty-five, but they are more accurate and less likely to cause collateral damage– especially when loaded with disintegrating ‘Sky Marshall Rounds’. A lightweight jacket covered everything as I stood just inside the front door watching the vehicle approach. Nothing would show unless... or until... I needed it. I debated actually using the visible targeting lasers to let the driver know that he indian was covered, but it wasn’t necessary. He slowed almost to a stop and the naked female in the back seat launched herself out the door. As she did, for just an instant, there was a flash of another heat signature from the back seat. Evidently she had not been alone... and whoever was with her was using thermal cloaking of some sort that flashed open when they pushed the naked girl out of the car. The girl– a deep bronze lick redhead who looked to amateur be in her early twenties– rolled on the grass alongside the sidewalk that came up to the house. As soon as she skidded to a stop, she staggered to her feet and began walking toward my door. There wasn’t any reason to continue playing cat and mouse so I pressed a button on my watch and said, “Intruder lights.” It was as if it had become daylight outside as hundreds of LED spotlights sprang to life around the house, in the yard, and all along the road. mature All of the spotlights pointed away from the house so any intruder would be blinded while I had a very clear view of them. The redhead lifted her hand to shield her eyes from the sudden glare. The driver of the car, already half-way back to the highway, floored it and roared off into the night. The girl, who was obviously trembling with fright, stopped in front of the door. “W,” she said plaintively, “I have a message for you.” “Oh yeah, I think we’ll be paying her bill with an invite to one of our play parties. The skin on her neck felt clammy to her touch. Three hours later we were on the ship driving around the outside edge to the main loading bay. I'm going to have a summer internship at her law office next year.” I didn’t even sleep very well. They would make me all bruised and bloody.” When she walked into her room, it was about half filled with students, but her eyes immediately went to Josh. On the third attempt, as he his daughter tauntingly laughed, David didn’t hold back and smacked his daughter’s behind with force. The four girls and Jake went to the guest room. As her groans got indian louder they were drowned out by the engine noise and Michelle felt Julie's finger slip under her panties and into her moist folds seeking her clit. I broke the kiss, moaning, “Steve, we're going to beat that little weasel.” But seeing as you still seem to be a little prudish with your language, I think it’s time to train you in the proper names for things. God Damn did they look bigger and fuller in this thing. Mandy was watching the screen closely as was Joe. I saw her head drop as she was knocked unconscious. Pinky is a particular prize in the prison subculture because “she” can literally pass as a woman – “she” looks that feminine. “You don’t have the stone, Trenok.” I whispered. Still, she seemed obsessed with that goddam phone as if, as long as she continued fooling around with her phone, she didn't have to acknowledge our little sexual game. "Like what you see?" “Maybe we can have breakfast together. “Wow, she really is,” Maria whispers as I orgasm again and again within minutes. He cupped them. While this one would be more powerful (perhaps even more than the one we had just watched on TV), it wouldn’t be my first orgasm mature of the evening. Her head was pumping up and down his cock alternating from slow easy strokes and hard fast strokes. You seemed to be putting off different vibes. “Anytime now, our coworkers will be walking Hardcore by to get a good look at us.” “No, no,” Mom said as she began unbuttoning the front of her blouse. The amateur Sentient stared into his eyes like a lover, caressing his face with her ethereal fingers, moaning in congruence with lick her host. I began strolling. He started fingering my ass and I started to enjoy it. 18:00 they arrived. She was straddling my cock; I hoped she could not feel my hard-on. Samantha said Master I need you to claim me in front of my lawyer tomorrow. She smiled at him, put her hand over his dick and said huskily, “Right now if you want.” I just hope this doesn't jump up and bite me in the ass." “Manu, why don’t you just do some of the housework today, and leave some for tomorrow?” Kavita suggested. Ravi thrust another finger inside.