Sweet Jesus! I dropped my trunks and started stroking again, already at full mast. She was clearly into this! She turned to face me, pendulous breasts...swaying freely, and began rubbing her well groomed snatch. Her expression showed she was getting close to coming. I was just about over the edge myself and had to slow down the pace of my strokes. With one hand still between her legs, she put her other hand up on the frame of the massive window. Her massive tits pressed into the window glass,. Both their boys, Graham 17 away at college and Kevin at 15 just started boarding school, the flat seemed empty now. the silence echoing round the empty suddenly joyless room seemed oppressive. Terry sat silently stunned for a long time as he took in the situation, the awful tension in the room made more poignant by the October rain slatting un-noticed against the windows of their big old flat above the high street dress shop, traffic rumbled past as always, and the chiming clock, a family. "All I could feel was the gentle swaying motion of the nurses."Good, good, you might feel the medicine deadening your inner lips now," Diane continued.To tell the truth I didn't feel a thing just warm and cuddly."I'm pulling out your urinary catheter now, tell me if you feel anything," she was determined to make certain this was a pleasant experience.Somewhere a little girl was cooing in a high voice, wow did she sound content. Wait, the cooing was coming from me!One of my nurses giggled. Good. " Thegroup turned in their chairs to see a photograph of an e-mail on thescreen as the Director read aloud:Director: We are the Golden Dawn. We are an international group ofterrorists. We do not seek to overthrow any government or monarchy. Ourgoal is simply to make crime profitable. As you know, we have in ourpossession certain biological agents that can kill tens of thousands. Wewill return these agents to you for a payment of $500,000,000 Americandollars. Failure to meet our demands will.