The apprehension I felt instantly lifted, the majority of my academic career had focused on the psychology of cults and my masters thesis was about the interpersonal relationships that developed amongst the members of Jonestown cult. "Ok. What is the intel?" "Well, we have information that dozens of young men between the age of 18 and 25 who have passed through Banbury Cross - often with their girlfriends and sometimes with parents have refused to leave the small town after spending the night. Sometimes they disappear, sometimes they just refuse to leave. It is one of the strangest tips we have ever received. These friends and family members sometimes receive postcards or short letters from these young men, but never phone calls...." Tony threw a dossier onto the desk in front of me. I opened the package and pulled out a stack of papers. On the first page was a photo of young man, he couldn't have been more than 20. Stark black hair, a few locks hanging over his dark riding and penetrating eyes. It is almost embarrassing, it is so trite, but his eyes felt like they were looking into me. "Who... who... is this?" I mustered while reluctantly breaking my gaze with the young man who, doggystyle given my age, could have very well been my son. Mathis took the photo from my hand, "Oh, that's Devin McNerra, he went to Banbury with his girlfriend, Megan something-or-rather and she said that after a night at a the local theater..." Tony rifled through his stack of papers, "... the Devil's Playhouse production of 'A Midsummer's Night Dream' they went back to their hotel room, fucked, well she said 'made love'," he flashed quotes with his fingers, "and when she woke up in the morning he was gone." A hot shiver ran through me, "How old is he?" Tony flipped a papers about again, big "Says couple here he's eighteen." The shiver ran deeper and hotter, this time with a mighty dose of shame. Tony handed the photo back and I did not look at it, instead pushing it back into the envelope. "Take a look in there," Tony pointed to tits the package, "there are a shitload of 'em." I reached in and pulled out the stack of photographs. Each photo featured a young man more physically striking than the next. Ridiculously handsome features, hair flowing free but not unruly, and the eyes. Again, it is embarrassing, the eyes of each young man. Their eyes all felt like I may have known them from a dream, and not a particularly pure dream, if you know what I mean. With each photo I kept getting tingles and chills. The hand that was holding her breast pressed more firmly and his fingers found her nipple once again. We were met by a large man who probably tilted the scales in the 375 to 400-pound range. “You’re a strong woman, doggystyle Lucilla,” Julia whispered, giving me an apologetic smile, “you will find a way.” I walked up behind her, put my left arm One Saturday evening couple when we were out having a drink with Karen and Emma, Karen told me that she liked my new blue dress. “Well then come get a closer look,” she said. I moved one hand down and placed my thumb on her clit as I fucked her. “She tastes good,” Chloe said to Katie before moving in and kissing her. He thinks you’re the one who sent Mara, the one who took his girl. I wonder how many trees it took. I was about to walk down a public road naked apart from flip flops and sunglasses. I sat next to her as she began to talk. riding It does feel strange at first though. Her phone made a click sound as she took it out tits and then looked at it for a moment, bit her lip and sent it to the guy. She looked like a hippy art chick. "I'm so glad you decided to check out the lounge." It was still running like a river, and she could feel a puddle of big want growing underneath her ass as she sat there. We are very much in love with one another and have been together for 17-years and married for 15 of them. She quailed at the thought of being fucked in the ass, but she tried not to think about it. He finally broke the kiss and pulled her into a sitting position. Next week I have a booking for a hen’s night and another with a lady who wants to cuckold her much older husband with his permission. She smiled in anticipation, too exhausted to protest as he held her down and raped his wife.