************** Duncan left the belay ledge over an hour ago. It must be over an hour. The injured one has been belaying him as best he can lying down....The loose, dirty groove that he disdained seemed to go easily enough. Why did he pick the hardest way? he wonders. The rope stopped moving some time ago. He tried shouting up to Duncan but his voice is strangely muted. Later he will discover this is because one of his lungs is leaking but then it passes with barely a thought. Duncan has to be at. With one last swallow, you proudly show your empty mouth to the camera. "Got every drop" You grin.I pass you the camera before you lie down on the bed, face-up with your legs spread apart. Your pussy is glistening and inviting. Needing no encouragement, I put your legs over my shoulders and dive right in. I jam my tongue as far into your sweetness as I can reach. You moan softly in approval and start playing with your breasts, but it's not long before I feel your hand on my head, urging me. He asked he if she wanted her married cunt filled again with his black cum , she answered where ever you want to put it sir . he also told her she has to call him master , he asked if she need to call me to say good night or anything , she said yes , so he told her that she better do it now and he was going to keep his cock in his cunt while she talks on the phone. she called the house and i answered we talked about 5 mins and she said she was tied so i let her go . i hung . “God damn it!” she screamed, and threw the phone aside. Tricia took a couple deep breaths and thought. She leaned in to Joey. “Joey. I have an idea. But I need your help. You can still use your powers, right?”Joey’s mouth was opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. He had stopped breathing, but was still conscious. He nodded fearfully. She took his hand in hers.“Good. I need a power. Something like a ... mind scan. Something that can let me find someone who can help us and talk.