.” but all he got for his trouble was a slash of the whip and then he felt someone putting the ball gag back in his mouth. The strap was tightened a...ound his head and as he tried to escape the gag he turned his head once more to the TV screen. There he was in all his finery chained to the spreader and bed head, the T-girl still standing in front of him stroking her impressive cock (which hadn’t softened at all) Victoria was still holding her hole open under his face and another T-girl in full. He took them off, picked me up by my waist and carried me over to his bed where he kissed down my stomach all the way to my sweet spot. I felt his tongue go lower and lower until he began to flick it over my clit. “Ohhhhh fuck baby that feels so good!” I moaned. He slid his middle finger slowly into my tight, wet little pussy hole. I screamed his name as he hit my g-spot to perfection. My pussy was so tight that even his finger filled me up, but I was so wet and I needed his cock inside of. "Colonel Evans was called and sworn. Jack asked him about the general condition of the repatriated prisoners. His reply was that, with three exceptions, all were emaciated. He took out a table from his pocket and said that, based on the time of imprisonment compared to estimated weight at the time of capture, the prisoners were losing five to ten pounds per month of captivity."Doctor, you said there were three exceptions. Who were they, and in what way was their condition exceptional?" Jack. My ex-wife, Barbara, who I'd divorced eight years ago, was giving her two cents on every issue. I heard the naive laughter of my youngest daughter, nineteen year old Tracy, and the protests of her sister, Kelly, the bride. Twenty-one years young and headstrong, when she had called to tell me she was getting married, my silence deceived the shock and disappointment, but I recovered enough to wish her the best of luck and a long happy life. The other voices I couldn't make out and figured them to.