It was completely empty except for the three of us and the table I was stretched out on.I focused on Hex's face accusingly and complained, "I clearly ...emember asking you to not let me sleep for more than half an hour. What's this stuff I stink of and why is my hair wet?"Hex smiled (at least I think it was a smile) and nodded at the young man standing across from her. "I'm glad your memory is in tact. Brent, this is Estron Shakor. He's the medical specialist who oversaw your regeneration process. Traffic is a bit of a hassle—at least for the bigger vehicles. The blockade ahead has a pull off area where National Guardsmen are doing searches.“I hope this idea works,” Jimmy Chan says a little nervously.“Commander Chi says his American contact guarantees us getting through hassle free,” Adam Chou says. “As far as they know, we’re special ops looking for us.”Chan grins, letting out a little chuckle. “It’s about time we show these Americans something. They think they can police everyone.” He. Slave Connie would only smile and nod. She then disappeared into the kitchen to eat her own meal.About an hour later, Master Jim called out. “Slave Connie, you may serve desert now. Start at the far end of the table.”Slave Connie knew what to do. She stepped into the dinning room and replied. “Yes Master.” Slave Connie then dropped to her knees and crawled under the table at the end farthest from Master Jim. She was greeted with the sight of seven cocks and seven pussies naked from the waist. But the black bastard insisted and he took my wife’s little hand and put it on his crotch. I saw her quickly pull her had away saying that he was really huge…Barry insisted and this time I noticed when he put again his hand on her thigh she let him keep it there, but he did not try to go higher…When we got to our house, Barry helped me to get out of his car and he carried me upstairs to the marital bed.I saw him kiss my sensual wife, holding her close and sliding his hand down to squeeze and.