Let’s see how you are at fucking, shall we?”I dropped my eyes coquettishly, let my smile broaden, and breathed, “I can’t wait…”, and meant...every word.~~~~~I was sore the next morning when a cab returned me to the club in my rented finery. I had expected that, but was unsure what Mistress Andrea would have to say when she sent for me later that morning. She had given me a chance to shower, strip, return the clothes and jewelry, reclaim my collar, and refresh myself.I entered the training room,. Yeah, he thought, that phone of hers is probably real antsy from being stared at day and night. It's got a real good case of the paranoias.He wolf-whistled at his image and, as he admired himself, he thought: Here comes the Sniffman, Honey, with the cure for what ails ya! And I'll cure your phone for free.!Bouyancy had set in. He felt like his dumb old, optimistic self. So with legs that once again could walk on air, he went outside.When he got to Francie's place, Francie herself waited on him.. Heforced her fully down again and blew a second load into her waitingtummy. As he pulled her off his shaft, she felt a last burst expelitself as the head made it to her mouth. She wasn't a fan of the tasteof cum, but she was becoming accustomed to it."Thank you for fucking my face," Danielle said after she swallowed. Hervoice was a little horse as her throat was raw from the fucking. Sheplanted several kisses on the head of his cock. "You're such a naturalfit for my slutty throat." All the. "I'm not at liberty to say, justyet. We've had only twenty-four hours to examine Ms. Hunter, and wedon't have much information yet." He looked at Senator Lee, now."Senator Lee, East City, your own home, has seen the largest influx ofChosen. If there's a reason for this, we don't know it yet, though wehave attempted to find out many times."Kennedy spoke up again, "And have you contacted any Chosen? Perhaps thereason lies with them."The cigarette smoking man nodded. "We have, though none of them.