They will torture me and then find me guilty anyway. I am already dead. I felt sad. Comrade Colonel Tretykov’s advice from the institution comes bac... to me 'Don't resist any interrogation attempts …'So I don't.Biting my lip, my hands clenched into fists behind my back, I don't react beyond a slight flinch, my shoulders curling in, protecting myself when the Senior Officer, the one making the accusations, circles around me."Take Miss Novikova to interview and admittance. Begin the process, I. John grabbed his mother's thighs and pushed them back farther, causing them to spread obscenely as her ass raised upwards. His face shot down into Susan's heated crotch and his tongue shot directly into her fuck tube."Nyah!" Susan cried as John pushed his tongue deeply into her. She could feel the satiny probe wiggling inside of her fuck chute as it pushed inward, causing her sensitive flesh of her cunt to grip and suck at it. John slid one of his wet fingers down into the crack of her ass. I know about how it all happened because the guy she fucked told a friend about doing her, and the friend later gave me all the details.One Saturday Janet said she had to go down to a convenience store to pick up some wine. The store was just around from the apartment complex we lived in at the time. I noticed she had a skirt on when she left. I was sleepy, laying around on the couch, and dozed off after she left.I heard her when she came back in. I had lost track of the time she had been. ” “Come on. Please?” I beg with a puppy dog look on my face as I spread your hands farther apart drawing my face closer to yours. “No. Not going to happen.” I bring my lips to the side of your neck and barely touching, “Pretty please?” I whisper very slowly and seductively. I begin giving soft kisses up and down the side of your neck. “Absolutely not!” you exclaim as you turn your head allowing clear access to the side of your neck. I drive one of my legs in between yours and start slowly.