“Oh God, please, stop, stop, stop, stop,” I pleaded.“Maybe in a minute or two. You taste nice,” Mr. Keller smiled up at me.“No, no, no, no, ...oooooooo, ohhhhh, fuckkkkkkk,” I blurted out as my hands and arms started to spasm and my stomach clinched tight. In a matter of seconds my breathing turned to short quick pants and my thighs locked around Mr. Keller’s head.Just as my first spasm stopped Mr. Keller then slipped a finger deep into my pussy causing me to thrash backward arching completely. "Looks like you're having fun," he chuckles at Joey as watches him slide his hands over my wife's thighs and up to her panty crotch."Now you fucking sorry looking tranny hag, if you behave yourself and tell me where your cash is, I might just be able to stop Joey from raping you wife," he glares at me."So be fucking quick and don't stuff me about!" In her bag there, she has a purse; and my wallet is on the dresser beside the bed," I squeal as I watch the squat, powerful thief molest my. He had waited five years, but revenge, after all, is a dish best served cold.“Turn left,” the guard’s voice ordered and the three remaining men turned in place.No matter what body I will be in,” Robert thought to himself, I will always have my memories to keep me warm.He felt a stirring and immediately willed his twitching member to be still. He had total control over his body, and that included the ability to deflate his engorged member to avoid looking suspicious while stalking prey.“Number. ’’‘‘I am told that the there are twenty five-man teams from the Department of Energy and the DOD ready to leave in a few days. That’s only ten missiles per team per month and making the numbers work should be no problem. If the project is completed early, the final payments will be early,’’ I said.‘‘As far as the subs go, all we need are the reactor sections and fuel rods removed to count as completed. The rest of the sub you can ship to your scrap iron mills at your leisure,’’ I said.‘‘The two.