Have I left the room? Am I standing right over you?It startles you a little when I start gently caressing your tits again, but nowhere near as much as...when the caressing turns to a slight squeezing and then suddenly a needle is being pushed through your flesh. You yelp at the unexpected pain, and I laugh at you a little. Did that hurt? Oh I’m sorry. I would stop, except… You’re a fucking pincushion whose flesh is there for me to puncture and cut, and your holes are there for me to fuck and. They wereheading for Canada but didn't make it out of the state before a statetrooper pulled them over and shot them. The man wasn't a real trooper, hewas a hired goon doing Victoria's dirt work for a price.Once word got back to the fort about the murder, the reality of just howserious the situation was set in. Sean and his group were blamed but werecleared as they never left the fort and were actually in the mess halljoking with friends from the base's intelligence school when it allhappened.. He pulled his fingers out and began slow, circular rubbing motions around her hole as she calmed down again.He removed his fingers from her pussy, and she gave a little cry of protest in response.He grasped her butt and they moved into a more comfortable position. Jack leaned against the headboard of the bed, his legs in a pike position with Allison's straddling his. She kneeled in front of him, her knees next to his hips, and kissed him hard. She felt his erection under his pants and boxers. So As I was hanging and adjusting the mirror so it was not crooked, I heard Mrs. O coming back down there stairs. I looked at the mirror and what I saw in the reflection changed my life forever. ‘Oh wow Joe that looks amazing!’ Mrs. O said as she stood stark naked right in front of me. ‘Uh… yeah… it does.’ I was at a loss of words when seeing her beautiful body right in front of me. ‘You know Joe, in the years that we have known each other. I always caught you looking at my body. But of course.