The alarm heckled him again, cackled at his incompetence. Useless sherpa’s, a mind-numbing brain and frozen bread – not a good sign of things to c...me, not good at all. He did what he had to do, that is, he smoked and waited for his breakfast, and, with little to work with, the narrator was left to his own devices. Unfortunately, said devices were particularly entertaining and time-consuming, and John probably did some interesting stuff unobserved. He may or may not have stubbed a toe at some. "John adds, "yes, I know." I will be spanking him in front of you two, as I embarrass him."Lori continues the spanking as she gives me a wedgie with the panties on. She rubs my penis from the bottom as she pulling my wedgie up in the back. Now she starts spanking me again as more skin is being exposed. She then grabs her paddle from the bag to make it more interesting."Thank you, mistress."The black leather paddle is studded on the sides and Lori purchased this for her to use on me when I need. Finally, impossibly, her lips closed behind the flare of the helmet. Her cheeks bulging, her jaw had to be dislocated. Or maybe made of rubber.She shifted her knees and got a better angle. Drool cascaded down the endless shaft. And then she forced the torpedo down into her throat.The crowd went a little crazy then. "Holy shit!" "We love you, April!" "So fucking hot, baby girl!"That last voice sounded like her step-dad.It didn't matter what was possible. It didn't matter how many inches were. "You know what I think, guys? I think you've been watching too many shows. While you're suppose to be sneaking around, you've been talking. And it's, like you were giving a plot exposition." "Aw, crap!" Jim said. "What kind of action show does that!" "Maybe this isn't an action show," Bram suggested. "Then, I'll make it one!" Jim said, jumping the low fence, and racing for the other end of the block. "Start the camera: The barbarian is on the loose!" Bram started after him. "Geez! He'll never.