Please…” She said. I glanced at Cassie. Her skirt was around her waist, and she was rubbing herself over her cotton panties “Not only are you ou... of uniform, but, your slutty ways have made me hard,” I said, grabbing my hard-as-steel cock through my pants and fondling it. Michelle turned her head to see. “Turn back around, slut.” I ordered, laying another slap on her ass. “You can’t have any of this until you’ve earned it.” I grabbed her panties and pulled them halfway down her legs, revealing. I hope it doesn’t prove too confusing. * Chapter 1: Getting out of Dodge 9:30am August, 26: Exit Interview, CSIS H.Q., Ottawa, ON Present: Colin Stewart, CSIS (ret) D. Taggart, Director, Sec. 3, CSIS. Sandar Singh, Asst. Dir., Sec. 3, CSIS ‘Good to see you again, Colin,’ the man growled as he dropped his obese frame into the padded chair with a thud. ‘I’ll bet,’ I sneered. ‘I’ve asked Assistant Director Singh to be here to observe our conversation.’ ‘You mean you want a witness present? Cut. Then he watched her hook her thumbs into the waistband of her tiny panties and then bend at the waist as she pushed them down over her full hips and round buttocks… giving him a close-up view of her swollen, wet pussy lips and puckered anus as the material fell to the floor.“Ohhh, Mom,” Jamie softly groaned as his eyes feasted on the blatant way she was displaying herself to the camera. Now he began stroking his bloated cock even faster, until he realized he was close to cumming and quickly. All of their friends and relatives knew of his violent tendencies and the lawyers wanted to use that to formulate a viable "self-defense" strategy to offset the prosecution's case. In retrospect, she admitted she should have gone along with the lawyer's gut reaction but she wanted to merely stick to her own sense of truth and claim that she didn't intend to shoot her husband and it was all a big misunderstanding.Dolly remembered distinctly that she was cleaning Mike's guns with the cleaning.