Addicts either smoke it or inhale it and are given a rush more intense than Cocaine." Who makes it?" If I knew that, I'd be out there arresting them. ...he only people we've found are addicts and they don't know more than the guy who sold it to them. We believe it is being manufactured somewhere near Central Hospital, and your information makes that all the more likely." Is there a sample we can analyze somewhere?" Not that I know of, Doc. We are at a loss to even tell you what it looks like.. The belt buckle was contracted and then skilfully slid undone, the tension was momentarily released and I knew it would only be moments before I was to be exposed. I pulled my tummy in a little bit as my trouser hook yielded no resistance to him at all. His hands firmly pulled in a downward motion sliding my trousers all the way to my ankles. Again his fingers returned and followed up with the removal of my pants in the same manor. I stepped out of my trousers and undergarments and decided it. He jerked his clothes off and dropped to a knee next to me he wrapped his hands around my throat and started to squeeze, then pulled his hands back covered in his friend's cum and bellowed in rage. Wiping it into my face, forcing my mouth open and jamming his fingers into my mouth, gagging me. "You fuck!" he screamed at me and reached for his pants, "you are MINE." He pulled his pocket knife out of his pocket and opened it. Maneuvering between my legs he pushed his fully engorged cock into. "GAAHHH" I growled as the spunk gushed from me, releasing its volcanic energy that has been building since I saw Melody's bare breasts through the wedding gown at church.Slowly, I pulled from Melody's pussy, and watched my cum ooze out and slide down to her anus and sofa. Melissa grasped my wet cock and slid her hand up and down it's shaft, as a few drops of cum trailed on long strings from its tip. I stood to my feet as Melissa leaned forward, pulling my cock toward her. I stepped over.