You saw that, Linda.” “I know,” she said. “We'll figure this out later. We just have to get to safety. Get to our children.” My stomach tightened. I wrenched my hand from Imogene's and shoved it into my pockets, my pants just managing to hang on to my hips. I pulled out my phone as we headed forward. There was a flight of narrow stairs before us. This tunnel exotic was a byproduct of prohibition. For some reason, city hall had occupied a building that had built a tunnel for smuggling booze. I scrolled through my contacts, found Sam's number, and hit the call button as we headed down the wooden stairs. There was a dusty smell in the air. Bullets cracked into the building outside. My heart hammered. My Sam had to be safe. The phone rang and rang and rang. “Hey, you've reached my phone, leave a message!” said Sam's voice. I groaned and hung up. I shook my head, glancing at my japanese wife. “She didn't pick up.” “Oh, god,” she moaned as we reached the bottom of the stairs. “Sir, let's go,” Imogene moaned, opening the door that led to the tunnel reaching beneath the streets. I had gone down through here once. There were lights that still worked. Imogene found the switch, flipped it on. Lights flickered on down the long tunnel. It was narrow, lined in brick. I opened the editing app, not bothering to pause reality as we hurried down the hallway. My wife still cluing to me while naked Imogene doggy style rushed down the hallway before me, her rump swaying while she hugged herself. “I wish asian I had my clothes on,” she Hairy muttered. “Why am I naked?” “Don't worry about that,” I said. I typed in the app's search bar one-handed, putting in my daughter's name. “This is getting crazy, huh?” Anael said, the blonde angel asked as she pranced beside me. “Upstairs, people are getting interesting.” “That's one way to put it,” I growled. “Oh God Doug. All she knew was that her hands were clasped very tightly in her lap! Her budding tits, large nipples, flat stomach, generous ass and long legs, gave hint to the sexy woman she was becoming. exotic Some men might be deterred by a weeping female, doggy style but Lotho-etsarra still it goes on, and on, and asian on. For some seconds she resisted before I felt her relax and spun her round, pushing her forward onto the table. “Such a cocky man. That's the smile you had on your lips after you made me cum the first time.” "I want all of it." It felt great to let her thoughts out even though she still omitted much. She turned them in her hands, her eyes Hairy falling on japanese the narrow strip that widened into a triangle. When I lowered my leg I turned to Pedro and said,