”“Nonsense! I have a copy of that right here.” He pulled the sheet out of the folder. “I quote from that agreement. You said that you, quote, ...��are willing to permit ourselves to be drafted into the Program for our week and we agree to follow every rule in the booklet and also take advantage of all the participant protections the rules state to which participants are entitled,’ unquote. I’m unaware of any rule in the Program booklet that allows participants to wear clothes.”“Sir, I agree.. A puddle was starting to form under where the large black man had mounted my son. The table creaked in protest as the gentle movements started to increase into harsher jabs. The TSA agent continued to whisper into my boy's ear as he grabbed the far side of the table alongside where my son was hanging on and started to really hammer his hips into Bry. I could hardly see Bryan now as the TSA agent had completely d****d himself over my boy. The sound of his keys swinging and banging along with a. There was the door with opaque glass reading his prominent title before her. She suddenly became conscious of her uniform, wondering why she still chose to wear it even on break. The draft from the short black skirt brushed her soft cheeks. Gina never wore anything but thongs and suddenly realized how vulnerable that made her to sudden changes in atmosphere. “Mr. Ellis?” Gina announced herself graciously by her statement upon opening the door and letting herself smoothly within the. Salib put the whip back in its place and came up to her.“SSSH. Don’t cry, cunt. I will soon warm your insides with my cock. You will get your reward for your excellent ‘singing’ in a few moments,” he taunted her.He stepped up to her and gave the girl a full-on kiss. His tongue explored her, dove deep and playfully coiled around hers. Meanwhile, his hands moved to cup her perfectly sculpted ass cheeks. One hand pressed right where the whip had bitten across her ass, causing the girl to squeal.