The problem was not her posture, though she had to nearly dislocate her shoulders each time she leaned forward to slide the thing inside her gullet. I... was not the eggs and wand, though they nearly drove her insane with frustration. But it was the simple fact that the dildo was too long for her to be able to breathe. So she knew and her owner knew there was no way she could accomplish her task. A basement web-cam pointed at her glistening body ensured that she made every effort to try.Footsteps. Tom knew that he could easily bolster the thin ranks with volunteers from the large force that surrounded the hotel, but, without appropriate weapons, they could only be a liability. With this in mind, he ordered that all but his team stay outside the hotel.When his men had readied their weapons, he led them forward toward the hotel entrance. Even with Mia's assistance, he knew that their odds weren't good, but, with survivors still remaining in the building, they had to try.At the entrance,. Entering the bank, with all the stealth of a cat on a hunt, he was confronted by a cleaner. A little Nigerian lady in her polish and brasso covered apron and broom in hand."Hello Sir, I did not know what else to do so I hit the alarm button" she waffles choking on the air freshener she just sprayed that made the place smell like a brothel.Shoulders dropped and with a sigh of relief, the tension leaves his body."What's up?" Dan asked"I was about to start cleaning in the back and noticed the. I remember walking past the enterance, twice, but did not have the balls to walk in. There was traffic on Post Street infront of the theater and people would stare at you; to see if you would actually walk in. I was nervous and I didn't want people to think I was queer. Finally, on the third attempt, the traffic was moving and I took a deep breath, lowered my head and walked into the lobby and did not look back. Finally inside, the place looked amazing. I felt like a k** in a candy store. There.