A man flipped the lights on and Scott gritted his teeth at seeing who it was. “Yoon Suck-chin,” he muttered under his breath. “Leave us,” Suck-chin said to the officers. Once they were alone, he turned to the pair with a wry smile, clapping his hands in a slow and melodramatic fashion. “Quite an impressive effort, I must say. You almost got away with it, Scott.” Scott stared back at him and fetish replied, “I’m not sure what you mean, sir. My name is Tom, as you can see on my passport.” “Right,” he snorted. Suck-chin then walked over to the security camera in the corner and pulled the power cord out from the back of it. Chin-sun was sweating bullets at this point; she knew they were going to die at this man’s hand. Yet Scott seemed completely calm, as he had through the entire encounter with the Big Tits security officers. How could he not be afraid of this? Did he know something she didn’t? In spite of every logical thought that entered her mind, her instincts told her to remain calm and trust him. “Let us not insult each other’s intelligence,” Suck-chin continued. kissing “We both know who you really are, Scott Erickson.” “I’ve told you the truth, whether or not you choose to believe BDSM it is your business,” Scott reiterated. “Why are we here?” “Because you have violated international law, kidnapping this young woman and denying her reentry to her homeland. I am here to ensure she returns home safe and sound,” Suck-chin said, continuing his pleasant demeanor. “He did not kidnap me!” Chin-sun insisted. “I am defecting! He saved my life!” “Save your pleas, Ms. Park,” Suck-chin waved her off. “In the spirit of the Olympics, we are not accepting your defection.” “The Olympics are over,” Chin-sun growled in babe anger. “Irrelevant. I have my orders.” “Yeah, I’ll bet you do,” Scott grinned. He was finger banging her ass and pounding her pussy for all it is worth. He loves you, too... or at least he lusts after you. It was grueling, debasing work, and I’d never had more fun kissing in my entire life. She babe shook her head. Last time we ended up with about Big Tits 20 girls in the pool with him. This was yet another occasion where Ryan conned me into getting naked for a group of men. “What’s wrong with you Logan?” Max asked angrily. “I’m sorry baby,” Natalie said in a sweet voice, stepping forward and throwing both arms around Logan’s neck. “We're not supposed to be doing this.” He took my silence BDSM as my acceptance and was very happy. Needless to say word got round the guys and there must have been something around 30 men and a few of the girls fetish (all naked of course) there watching.