Tiny droplets of ruby blooddrip from the vicious razor sharp barbs. "You know, Grandpa," the old womancontinues. "I believe you and your son-in-law ha...e bruised little Celeste'slove sheath with your nasty old cocks. I think it's time to tend to those bruises." Grandpasmiles and nods his head in agreement. "You're right my dear," he says, ashe walks up to the cart next to Celeste's imprisoning rack. "And I've got justthe thing we need to soothe her." Teenaged Celeste watches her grandfathertake. He pulled you out and I was down below catching you. Then after we got the pilot out, we both got tagged with a machine gun.”She turned to the others. “Specialist Fox?”“Ma’am?” said Riley, raising his hand.She moved back over to the team and shook Riley’s hand. “Thank you, Specialist Fox.”“Call me Riley, ma’am.”She looked at the others, and they all sang out their given names. “Thank you. Is there any way we can move your wheelchairs over to Sergeant Reaper? This isn’t the best way to talk.”I. A cocksucking butt girl.The men are still for a few moments. Finally the stranger starts to laugh. It’s not an ungenial laugh, though he has a hard face. His dick is soft now, but still shapely in its massiveness. He starts to put it away, for now.Oliver speaks. “I’m sure you’re a pretty picture now, peach. Let’s not let herself get cleaned off. I think she needs to show herself off now, don’t you?” he says, to who I don’t know.My stomach revolts at the idea. There are so many people. . what could I say? I read everything I can get my hands on, no matter how dry it is. Mom had my IQ tested when I was eight, it was over one hundred and sixty then ... it might have gotten higher since.Two hours later I was standing in the parking lot leaning against the fully restored 1970 Challenger my estranged, and oh so guilty, father had bought me after my stint in the hospital. I was far from being a gearhead, but something about classic muscle cars could get me nearly as excited as a.