The first two was in Psycho Analyst and Psychotherapy, power of the mind and all that, but later when I started the Academy, I went back and completed...my doctorate of physical anatomy to be a General Practitioner."As she completed that sentence, the trio reached the bustling dining room, where dinner was already in progress. The mainstay of the dining room was the long dining room table that seated 40. That table was full except for three spots, the head at each end, which apparently was for. “Oh fuck that’s so fucking good.” he moaned and I slowly slid my lips up the length and took him ball deep once again. This carried on for a few minutes with my tits softly bouncing as I rammed my mouth up and down on Mark’s big fat cock before I felt him push my hands away and grab the back of my head. My eyes widened as I heard him start to grunt a little louder and then start to fuck my throat. His balls were slapping against my chin as I knelt there and let him use my mouth, at the same. "The seconds dragged by, until Iris suddenly sat up. She gasped and took a huge ragged breath. "What did you do to me?" She groaned softly. "I hurt all over!"Peony yanked Iris up, and examined the palm of her hand. "I was right! The lubricant I prepared has saved your hand and feet. I think we can turn the technology over to the Enforcers now. Electricity will make a merciful form of punishment, or even execution, now that we've licked the problem of charred flesh."Iris whimpered as she stared. ‘What?’ I smiled. ‘You’re going to play a game with me.’ Officer Jackson licked her lips. ‘Get in my car.’ ‘What about my car, I can’t leave it here!’ ‘Your car is going to be fine. Let’s go!’ She handcuffed me, and we walked to the police car. I felt anxious about her ‘game’. I wondered what she wanted to do with me. Officer Jackson pulled out a blindfold and told me to relax as she covered my eyes. I felt somewhat uncomfortable, but went with it anyway. As she was driving, many thoughts.