..a big God damn win over him! Not that screwing each other's daughter was any part of ourrivalry. The mere thought of him screwing my Ann was enoug... to makeme steam. If he touched her I'd kill the bastard. "OOohhhhhhhh!" Wendy groaned. My mind was pulled back to what I was doing. Wendy was humpingmadly now, and as I thrust my fingers up her snatch she came. Isucked frenziedly at her clit as she gurgled in pleasure and archedher back. God damn slut, I thought. You really need it, don't. He theorized that it was primarily because it was Brighton and not Belfast that the lines of defense were so loosely relaxed.With only the press credential as his badge of access, Danny was able to tour the hallways and the interior recesses of the hotel without interference and it proved to him that the recent headlines of the push for peace had lulled the opposition into a sense of benign disregard for possible threats. He felt a pang of pity for the foolish civilian thirst for peace so. Humiliatingly for John the time had come for him to be fitted with his male chastity device.It was called a CB3000, and consisted of a small plastic sheath which was placed tightly around the penis, and locked in place by means of a tiny brass lock and key.Tony himself insisted on fitting the device, which he did in full view of both women as John stood in the middle of the room with his trousers and pants around his ankles. ?There that should keep you out of mischief, not that you could have. I'm surprised maybe but to be honest, I've had fantasies of this happening."Justin felt relief wash over him as if he had been absolved of some horrible sin. "You have? I would never have expected that." I knew there was always going to be a chance someone would see me online. To be honest, I'm glad it was you. I gotta say, watching you cum was really amazing."Justin had to admit it was one of the most exciting sexual experiences he'd ever had. "You were great, Reese, especially with that dong.