? ?It is.? The guard replied, again without looking at them. ?However, the city that your papers said to route you to is independent of any country or...state. It was set up by a man named Gregory Handel. He died about 2 months ago while you were in transit.?Before they could ask any more questions, the guard stopped them outside a sliding glass door that was tinted white so no one could see in or out. He punched a code into a box mounted on the wall, and the doors slid silently open. Ushering. Some of the guys were taking her hands and making her rub the bulges through their trousers. I could see that Debs was in heaven. The guys began to get more adventurous with them tweaking her nipples making them bigger though her dress and sliding their hands up her thighs and finding her wet waxed pussy. Then seeing Debs moan louder as a finger probed her soaking wet pussy.Suddenly i noticed Debs had a huge black cock in her hand and was stroking it with her gloved hand as she was being groped. I punched him in his arm feigning anger but my blushing gave me away. He teased me for a little while but finally gave me the details. He explained to me the different and extensive preparation that clean anal sex requires. He also explained how one needed plenty of lube combined with slow gradual stretching to lead up to the size of a fully hard penis in order to avoid any pain or discomfort. He then confided in me how some people get off on the pain but I stopped him before he could go any. ”Although he wouldn’t tell them what he’d done or where the lab was, “Secret I swore,” he still got it across in that Indian British English so often portrayed on TV and in the movies.“How long you been an American, Jake?” asked Andrea.“Years I have, many,” Jake admitted.“I’m betting the accent is a put on,” she said.“What makes you say that?” he asked ... but chuckling while he said it.“It’s the accent we expect,” David agreed while maneuvering past a charging Port Authority tugboat.“Ok ....