..?" Katie asks as I sit down next to her."You know," I sigh, "Ophelia used to HATE Facebook? Flat-out refused tosign up for it for ages, now she's go...siping on it like a pro..." What makes you think it was Ophelia who told me about the date?" Katieasks, before giggling as I sigh at her. "Okay, so maybe it was, but shedid say you had a BIG smile on your face when you came homeyesterday..." I was just meeting up with a friend," I sigh as I get out my notebookand pen."If you say so..." Katie. "Why,thank you, Marquis. I'm so charmed. Forgive me, for I do get carriedaway at times. It must be the coke." Yes, Stacey. I completely understand. Perhaps JO's performance willdelight your senses even more." The Marquis patted JO's ass with thepaddle. "JO's pretty baited up, so this shouldn't take long." TheMarquis waved his paddle ceremoniously. "On the third swat from mypaddle, JO will toss a nice stream of goo over Ballick's head andright into Buttlick's open mouth. The second blast will. Every last inch of my pulsing meat disappeared in her face. Madison held me tight with all seven inches engulfed in her throat. In an amazing act of oral dexterity, she began licking my balls while my cock was still held captive deep in her cavern. Once she had introduced my cock to the deepest parts of her throat, Madison started bobbing her head, fucking my throbbing pole with long and deliberate strokes. Madison had an intuitive sense when a man was about to explode. She knew it wouldn't be. If you are in doubt, get an excavator to dig up the tunnels.”“By the way Fred, you’re going to have to come to Washington to explain the fubar tactics used in this raid,” I said.Eric looked at me then the ground; he knew there had been a major mistake in the raid by his department. There would be hell to pay.“Have you sent anyone to check out the box truck for anyone alive? All those bikes in the back have to be disarmed,” I asked Ben.Then I reminded Eric that this place needs to be kept under.