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More gunfire occasionally erupted, and it was growing more and more intense. “They’re regrouping. We need to get the fuck out of here,” Ramirez growled. They finally cleared the last of the tents and began struggling up a trail which cleaved up the side of one of the ridges. As they neared the top, the loud whir of helicopter blades interrupted the sounds of battle. “Come on!” The three soldiers ushered the girls into the helicopter, climbed in after them, and then they were rising fast into the night. Kareena, Sandy and Layla hugged each other and wept. As the sounds of death and battle died away, drowned out by the drone of the helicopter, the three naked girls hugged each other even more tightly. Their tears of relief mingled together, their sweaty bodies pressed against each other as those tears – of joy, of relief, of cathartic grief – all poured out in a much-needed release. They knew just one thing, but that one thing was more than enough. They were safe. Safe at last. Epilogue The shower’s hot water slid down the mercenary’s well chiseled figure, steam rising. Ramirez had to admit, he liked being a hero, and he especially liked being a hero when it paid so well. It had been six months since his mission to Ajikistan, six months since he and his crew had accepted a dangerous job from a reclusive billionaire whose naïve daughter had been stupid enough to get her ass captured in a war-torn country posing as some do-gooder for an facial NGO which should have known better. But that was in the past. Sometimes it seemed like a century ago, sometimes like only yesterday. Ramirez finished washing off the shampoo from his scalp and then stepped out of the shower, and onto the tiled floor. Snagging a towel, he began wiping himself off. japanese It was a shame though, too. Not all endings had turned out as well as it had for the three girls he had helped rescue. There had been two other humanitarian aid workers, two other girls – one Mira Scarlatti and Arianna Price. Neither of them had ever been found. According to his army contact, it was likely that neither of them ever would teen be, either. There was some sketchy intel, not much else. Mira had apparently gotten pregnant by an African general from a rebel group based in Nigeria; she was now his slave-girl mistress back in Africa. As for Arianna, the best intel seemed to indicate that she and the soldier holding her captive, a protégé of General Aamir named Musad – had both died in a asian drone strike two weeks ago. If so, it was grim news, and Arianna was an unfortunate civilian casualty of a senseless war. Ramirez finished drying himself off and threw the towel onto the floor. He stopped to look at himself in the mirror. Some might have called him a monster. He and his mercenaries made their living by selling their skills to the highest bidder in war zones throughout the world. But the truth was, they saved lives – lives like those of Kareena, Sandy, and Layla – and they often provided security in lawless places. They were the good guys. No, Ramirez decided, he had no regrets. Quite the contrary. I’ve been trying to learn it. “Oh, God, that’s good,” she moaned. "Not bad" Molly said as she studied her brother's naked body. “B-But…” Tell me." “Anything in particular you’d like to do today?” Zeke asked me while we were eating our burgers. I unslung my 416 and went inside as they sped off, the inside of the ship was dimly lit so I turned on my helmet light. She rubs my ass cheeks. She smiled at him. Master said nothing he just watched her eat. “Fucking hell G.” Charlotte said as the egg appeared the plopped onto the floor. For I would very-much like to have daughters with your gift.” Aaaauuugghhh! Deen heard his mother’s moans and sighs all through this erotic massage. I could get the sense that she was beginning to get a little horny. Not easily shaken off like that, Nick rushed out of the pool and ran after her across the lawn. I wonder if telling them the full story could smooth things over.” “Is master pleased.” “Yes, Monique. He re-greased his hand and again started with one finger two-finger and than three. My breathing sped japanese up and as he rubbed teen and kneaded his cock thru the thin, white fabric. It was some oh so tender barbecued brisket from a local restaurant that was famous for that sort of thing. She asian stood behind me and started teasing the very extended tips of my nipples as she looked down on facial Sarah working on me with her mouth and fingers. He leans in. His soft lips touch mine. She looks at me quizzically. "Michelle, " Michelle said.