A momentary glimpse of hope on Ken's face was just that, momentary, as Jessica said emotionlessly."Go fuck yourself,"This angered Ken and he tried to ...ram his arm and head through the window to get at Jessica. The guards were quick on the draw though, pulling out a 9mm pistol each and jamming it through the window. Ken got the message and backed away from the car. Jessica rolled up her window and the car sped up, as we were at our exit.Things were quiet in the car until we got back to Jessica's. He continued to lick me until he got to my clit where he unlashed his furry.“Does that taste good Mark” Josh added “Oh yeah” he said“What tastes better her asshole or her pussy” Eddie said still jerking off with my panties.“Hmm let me see… It’s all good” Mark put his finger all the way up my ass and slowly pulled it out, and then shoved it in my mouth forcing me to look at the camera. Then Mark stuck his finger back in my ass and finger fucked it for a while before adding a second finger. He. ’ Message 2: Message delivered to Tom mobile. (Cold Sweat) ‘Bugger, bugger, bugger.’ Message 3: Well you get the picture and so the events of last night unfold in my delicate state of mind. Do you ever do that, have a few drinks, get a bit drunk and then proceed to bombard your ex with text messages? It seems like a good idea at the time until you wake up the next morning with your head banging like a drum, your mouth as dry as a sandpit and your mobile phone beeping away merrily reminding. I managed to have my three days off from Missile Site Security that weekend and had rented a basement apartment in Easr Grand Forks just the eastern side of Grand Forks in Minnesota the far side of the state boundary the Red River. It was the ideal nest for newly weds with a large shower room and ample heating as it gets fucking cold in that part of the states. The Friday evening my new bride flew in on the now defunct Northwest Air Lines was a bitter cold frosty October one promising the cold.