"I am sorry; Mr. Stratton there is a report of your wife's minivan being chased by gang members. It ran into a gasoline tanker. No survivors were repo...ted."John went white and he collapsed to his knees. Tears ran down his face as he cried out in pain.Mike went over, pulled him to his feet, and sat him in a chair, "John, when we get back we will find out what happened."Amy walked to the replicator, "Scotch, three fingers, neat." The glass appeared with an amber liquid. Looking over at the men,. He shrugged on his coat and left his office. On his way out, George walked through the distribution room. Facing a wall of pigeon hole boxes, he ran his eyes across the tags which noted which offices each box belonged to. He dropped the envelope containing Jack's inventory slips into the only distribution box without a nametag. For a moment he wondered who emptied that box and read the inventory slips, but then he remembered Larry.Larry had asked those same questions. At first it had been a. My whole body jerked and spasmed, almost to the point of cramping, as I erupted. My cum splashing against my stomach, my chest, a little even reaching my neck as he let me have that pleasure. He just kept his fingers pressed into me fully, wiggling and rotating them, sending my orgasm on and on and on until I thought I'd pass out.Finally, as it started to subside, he pulled his fingers from me slowly and with a soft "Good slut", he patted my balls and lifted to his knees. I looked down my. I might need a little break...” I looked down and for some reason my cock was still completely hard. My balls still felt super fucking heavy. “Besides... your face looks like you’re covered in lotion. Maybe we should jump in the shower first?” I wasn’t even sure her small frame could TAKE my cock, not to mention she said at some point during the previous madness that she was a virgin. In my current state, this would certainly not make for a pleasurable first time for her. “Would you mind if I.