’ ‘Oh,’ Karen said, sounding surprised. ‘He thought that?’ Ben could hear the hesitation in her voice. ‘It was nothing, I… I was tired a...ter a night at the hospital. I must have been a little too short on him so he thought I was mad. I’ll explain to him later.’ ‘No, Karen. I know you were not mad at him for making cookies. You were mad about whom he made those cookies with,’ Ben said. He heard her sharp intake of breath and when she didn’t reply, he continued. ‘Were you angry because I had. I looked in the drawers of the bathroomfinding several tampons, sanitary pads, spermicidal douche andVaseline. I silently thanked the woman that left them and the maid forleaving them alone, as I douched, then shoving the tampon into me andplaced the pad into my clean panties. I layed down on the bed and criedmyself to sleep not caring about the creepy crawlers in the room. I awoke in the morning, removed and checked the tampon seeing the bloodhad somewhat stopped, took another shower, dressed. Ana then stood up with her back to him; she placed her hands on her knees as she offered her pussy to his now big thick cock. Francis looked at me and he stepped in close. After guiding the cock head between Ana’s wet pussy lips, he grabbed her hips and pulled her firm butt into his dick. The expression on her face was total lust. Anita bit her lower lip as the nigger took the first few strokes; she then looked into my eyes and said his cock was ruining her pussy. I whispered if it did hurt and. "Of course not, Mr Gargan," Dr Warren readied the needle gun on Gargan's muscled forearm. The man's heavy jacket and mild slouch really disguised the sheer power underneath his skin. An excellent specimen."I must admit," Dr Twaki interrupted before Warren could depress the trigger mechanism, "I find this experiment to be highly unethical." How so?" Jonah growled, "Gargan knew what he was stepping up to. Lawyers even drafted the paperwork covering your, Warren's and my collective asses. Besides.