But he can't seem to find a flaw in the shooting she had done. "He's dead." he concludes. "No, he isn't. At the moment Lyle is in Rome, alive and well...from what my father says. Albeit a little worse for the wear but alive and kicking so to speak." Then why the ruse? I don't understand." I needed Mr. Parker to think I would not hesitate to kill him and my staged murder of his son right in front of him proved it to him. The bruises that he had were real and I had nothing to do with that. That was. I should be free for a meeting in about thirty minutes,” I said.“You anticipated my question,” Colonel Stiles said with a laugh. “We finally were able to talk to Ipanema. Captain Prescott is trapped in his ship until the dock can pressurize, so he won’t be free until shortly after you are. How about we meet at the administration building in your village.”“That wouldn’t be fair to Captain Prescott,” I said. “He doesn’t live there.”“He’s already weary enough,” Colonel Stiles said. “I’m having. Humiliated, you suck his cock clean. Steve and Rob have been taking turns pounding Vicky. One strokes her cunt while the other one abuses her tits with the nipple clamps or works a dildo into her asshole, then they switch. Finally, Rob lets loose one of the biggest loads of cum you have ever seen, hitting Vicky in the face and tits. Steve shoots his load onto her chest, yelling as he cums… Master releases Vicky from the cross. The men and women are exhausted, spent from a night of fucking. He ran his fingertips down her neck and leaning in kissed her. She shuddered again, and then again as he ran his fingertips down her beautiful, pendulous breasts. He reached her hardening nipples and leaning forward he first licked and then suckled the now hard tips. She groaned, as he knew she would, the sensations running straight to her sex.He moved and knelt in front of her, undoing her skirt so as it fell to the ground leaving her naked, for she wore no panties that day. He kissed slowly.