Sarah checked our open orifices for possible hide of more strong stuff in our most intimate openings. Sarah next 'warmed us up' for his interview abou... our possession of banned freshly fermented herbs.With 'warming up' Petrovic implied caning two innocent young reporters for a crime they didn't commit.With his intimate inspection he started our interrogation. We were both dripping wet of pussy juices.His long tongue lapped along our lips. Despite the humilation we couldn't help squirting in his. So far as I'm concerned these are a concept that I'm handing to Marissa to be forwarded to a working group to be tested. However if I'm correct then you may get some fancy new guns.I know now that you don't have much say in how you're armed either in your tank or in your personal life so to speak. For the most part you will be constrained to arm yourself with whatever weapon some person in the rear echelon has decided looks the coolest or most lethal not with what works. What I'm trying to say. "Mercedes let them fall, and sighed. A magnificent peach was hanging against an adjoining wall, ripened by the same artificial heat. Mercedes drew near, and plucked the fruit. "Take this peach, then," she said. The count again refused. "What, again?" she exclaimed, in so plaintive an accent that it seemed to stifle a sob; "really, you pain me."A long silence followed; the peach, like the grapes, fell to the ground. "Count," added Mercedes with a supplicating glance, "there is a beautiful. A - I have a present for you.She locked the phone and froze. Her brain felt like it was stuck out of gear with wheels just spinning. She wanted to be with Ali, but then another part of her purred at the thought of getting spanked and fucked until she couldn’t think. She wanted to be a good girl for her family, but she knew she was just a naughty nasty little seductress. She wanted to be in his arms because he was the only one who knew the real her. She looked slowly to her best friend and.