The wound was more than a scratch but better than I'd feared. It was a cut, almost a groove, on the outside of his arm. A cut that was still bleeding ...luggishly.I ran to where I'd dropped my purse and brought it back at a run. Carelessly, I dumped the contents on the ground and found what I was looking for; a sanitary pad I kept on hand for emergencies. With an apologetic smile, I ripped it open and pressed it over the wound."Sorry, it's all I have."He shook his head and smiled a little more. Moore Genetics was on the north side of San Antonio. That meant that they had to loop around the city on highway I-410.The building was a non-descript large steel and glass building only two blocks from the highway. The sign out front said just "Moore" in plain white block letters. The black wrought iron fence that bordered the street had only one entrance; an electric gate with a security camera.The SUV pulled up to the gate around four p.m.A male voice came over the speaker. "May I help you?". With this in mind, she turned to obey. She stopped at the closet to grab some fresh towels.Michael noticed her collar in the bar and walked over to it. He picked it up and fingered it feeling his heart tear just a little at the sight of it thrown down. He looked up and saw her watching him at the linen closet. They starred at each other for a moment. Finally he tossed her the collar and said, “Have it on when you come out.”Silk caught it, but she still wanted to fight with him, “And if I. Both girls moaning loudly and reacting as they continued to masturbate using those vibrators.Tuck was intensely sexually aroused and desperately wanted to be unshackled so that he could have after those two sexy beauties. But that was not yet to be. Peggy then crawled on all fours over Tuck with her ass and pussy almost in his face but just out of tongue reach. She began using a dildo in her pussy working it in and out and stimulating her clitoris with it. Tuck could just get a whiff of the.