A stack of suitcases leaned against the wall behind them. “Well I’ll be damned,” Richard said softly as a forty-two-foot Winnebago Class A motorhome rolled up out front. The huge, bus-like RV was bright white with a dark blue– almost black– swooping stripe down both sides juicy that blended into the black of the windows. The door opened and a familiar bearded figure stepped down. “How in the hell...” Richard said slowly as Plato called out to them, “Come on. Come on. We don’t have all day.” After they and MILF their luggage were aboard, Plato said cheerily, “I would really like to sit here and talk, but people get a bit nervous if there isn’t someone in the driver’s seat.” He laughed Big Tits lightly and said, “I guess I will just have to divide my attention slightly.” He then split in two and one of him walked forward and seated himself behind the wheel while the other motioned for them to take seats around the table. “How is this possible?” Richard said. “I know you can almost do miracles, but this is beyond miraculous. It takes weeks– if not months– to get one of these through the assembly line.” “That’s why I started months ago,” Plato replied. “At that point it was just contingency planning, but sometimes ‘what if?’ becomes ‘what now?’” “How far can you go?” Marcella asked. “You blacked out nine states to find me and fourteen to rescue me and I was only three hundred miles away.” “It doesn’t take much power to project me the ten meters from the back of the bus to the front,” Plato said with a smile. Then he leaned in and added, “I’ve decided to go on the road.” anal “How did you get ever get the Army ass to let you go?” Richard said. “They don’t know I’m gone,” he said quickly. “I’ve been complaining that my efforts to save Marcy may have damaged me. I’ve been slowly cutting back on my visible activities and last night, with the help of some of my mechanical friends, I made my escape.” “But they will know you’re gone,” Marcella said with almost a wail. “Surely they will come looking for you.” In response, Plato gave a big smile, pointed at her, and said, “You are the one who gave me the idea for how to leave.” “I did?” Marcella said, holding her hand against her chest. “What did I do?” “It wasn’t what you did,” Plato said. “It’s what you said. I looked at her pale face; obscured as it was by three diagonal slashes of purplish war paint, I could not discern her expression in the feeble light, and her eyes appeared closed. MILF She said they were and he feigned surprise before saying, "May I?" By doing silly things like shooting spitballs at each other, or tripping the other's feet out from under them as they walk. We Never Knew Part 2: Sophie He grabbed her soft butt cheeks and began licking her through her panties as she Big Tits moaned juicy with her hands on his hair. You follow all directions and do exactly what I ask you will be rewarded or it’s goodbye “You don't need ass to,” Aingeal said, “But I put an abjuration spirit inside of you to absorb any food or drink you ingest. “For being so nice to anal me.” Then he rotated the cane a bit so that the paintbrush was tickling my clit. At my wife's insistence, I had already fertilized Linda's black pussy several hours earlier, and had done it right in front of Sally. You know...