? I said nothing to her and justbacked away and reached into my pocket finding the remote to the collar anddepressed the button under the high setting...?Sending a large shock thru the collar and watched her buck and jerkagainst her restraints.? After severalseconds I released the button, she had passed out again.? This time I revived her with the rest of my pissthat was in the glass by throwing it in her face.? She now knew what the collar was capable of. ???? I depressed the button that moved. That shuttle had barely cleared being replaced by another disgorging USN brass. The Master Chief Caterer had his priorities straight — he had a humungous coffee urn percolating from lift off and a spacer familiar with D deck to get it immediately connected to power; the brass clustered about the life support restoring blood caffeine severely depleted by the early voyage. The brass collected camp stools and clustered about in groups gradually regaining focus. The breakfast was munched on — to. He moved up beside her and with his face slick with her cum watched as her left hand, the diamond on her ring finger sparkling in the afternoon light, held his cock and fed it into her pussy. He pounded her into the mattress until his swollen member launched his semen into her. They rested arms in arms for a short time but before long kissing resumed and friskiness returned. Teresa felt Milo’s cock, hard again against her, and went down. She rammed her finger up his ass while she sucked him. He. How can you help my sister?”“I know they used a key to get into the locker room.”Sandra jumped as if hit by an electric shock. “How do you know that?”“I locked the doors, and I checked with everyone else who had a key.” Okay, that was a lie, but I could sense Sandra knew something about this. I continued, “No one opened the door so they must have had a key. I think Alyssa got one somehow and is forcing your sister to cover for her.”Sandra looked at me nervously, “What if it isn’t Alyssa who.