“We believe that your son may have been abducted.”Denise now would have collapsed if one of the male police officers had not caught her.She was no... put in one of the police cars and a police officer drove her car and she was taken back to the police station.Where she made a formal statement.A full search was now ordered for the area and all vehicles leaving the area where to be stopped and searched.After Denise had answered all of the Police's questions.She was shown into a small room that had. Brock was really enjoying it also, as he held her head and called her a ?white cocksucker.? Now that she was getting into a little I figured now was as good as time as any to take it to the next step.I pulled out of her cunt, got her on her hands and knees, and lay down in front of her face. I told her to lick me clean as I motioned to Brock to fuck her. He climber up on the bed and she knew what was coming and tensed up. She still was not convinced this is what she wanted. He put just the head. She wore a red stretchy blouse with a black Georgia ‘G’ on it, that had long sleeves but was short, bottoming out a couple of inches above her belly button; which had a Silver Georgia Bulldog silhouette dangling from her pierced navel. She had on silver Georgia Bulldog earrings and she had put her long straight dark hair into school girl style ponytails that hung to each side with red ribbons and of course the little Georgia ‘G’ sticker on her left cheek (every UGA coed does that.) I took one. It was a new experience and one that we delighted in often. Master rarely kept me chained for more than a few hours, just long enough so that the dogs could have me and then, occasionally, himself. For their part, my three mates thought it was a wonderful game and they always got excited when they heard the rattle of my chains and saw our Master locking me into position over the bolt. It meant they could do whatever they wanted, since there were times when I did refuse them, just as there were.