Remnants of a night partying. And then...your here. Here is your face pressed against a cold stone floor. As you come to you can feel something warm a...d fleshy wrapped around your ankle. It's gentle and soft. You look down and shriek when you see what it is. A pink tentacle that perfectly resembles a cock has begun to twine around your ankle. Your shriek again kicking it away and scampering back crab like. "What. The. Fuck!" You say to no one. Quickly you take in your surrounding. Three walls. Please." No," said the officer. "It is the only one in your size."Olivia was frantic. 'Oh my God, ' she thought. 'This is a nightmare. Someone please get me out of here. Please.'The officer led Olivia out of the room and down the hall to a holding cell. There was another inmate in the cell, also in an orange suit."Wait here till we have your cell ready," the officer said. "It should be soon."The officer closed the door with a sharp clang. Olivia tried not to stare at the other inmate. She was a. Marianne gasped and panted with growing passion, her polished fingernails digging into Gareth's broad back. And just as Marianne was clearly ready for action, so too was Gareth, his penis throbbing and pulsing and ready for the plunge.At last, he was inside, and the two of them thrust their crotches up against each other in a steadily growing curve of passion, one that after many partners and many similar encounters, Gareth knew he could delay from the final moment of release for many minutes. Even though they were supposed to self-destruct after the mission one of the three bombs, did not go off. The trigger device failed to ignite on one of them. The sniper scopes were connected to the Internet via a satellite link. Target acquisition was performed remotely. Once the target was acquired the remote sniper rifle tracked the target, so even if the target moves behind a wall the armor pricing rounds that were used, ensued that the target was killed. Castro's bodyguards got in the way,.