Drying off, I rub lotion over my body. Then, I get most of the water out of my hair and wrap it in a dry towel. I don't feel self-conscious walking na...ed through my house. No lights are on. No peeping Toms.Back in the bedroom, half dog is stirring. Greta is my wonderful golden retriever who shares my life. She's four years old and much smarter than she looks. She's done a good job handling my investments, keeps the books for the restaurant and even helped me set the timing on my truck's engine.. Cupping his scrotum, feeling the testicles flattening between her gripping fingernails, firmly squeezing, twisting over half a turn, she presses her lips around the tube, clamps her teeth down, jerks her mouth back and forth, listening again to the screams curdling through his ball gag as his arched body thrashes beneath her. ?Aaaggghhh!...Aggghhh!!!...Aaaggghhh!!!? Raising her mouth up off the tube, glaring down at his face, she scowls. ?Shut up or I’ll bite it off!? Sliding her. I put one hand in her hair to push it out of the way. I loved how her hair felt in my hand, and I left my hand there, but ultimately I wanted to be able to watch her. She pulled my cock back out and kissed the tip and swirled her tongue around it. Then she slowly put it back in, moaning the entire time. She slid it back out again, and glanced up at me.”Are you ready to cum for me baby?’ she said with the sexiest smile I’d ever seen. She knew I loved her saying that, and I loved her calling. She was cured of cabin fever, at least for now!We received another message from the UN. The Secretary General asked us to stop by as soon as possible. He had an urgent mission for us to undertake. Shit! Here we go, again.We showed up, as requested, and we were as shocked at his revelations as he had been when he first heard of them. Several anarchist groups had gotten together and decided to unleash a plague of Ebola virus in several countries as a token of what they could do if their demands.