His towel dropped to the floor and his cock stood proud, 'Fuck you have grown, thank God our mother cant see you'.He had a good eight inches and a gir...h that would make my jaw snap. It looked even bigger since he shaved his pubes.'Where are your balls'? He did not appear to have any, and he walked over to me as I was holding his flesh-lite. He was inches from my face when I took hold of it and held him firmly in my hand.'I think they disappear into their holes', he answered my last question,. The cop just nodded his understanding then closed the door with the click of a lock. Roger didn’t like being at the mercy of anyone. Least of all the local police in a town he never heard of before a few days ago. It must have meant sending someone out for thedrugs. Most likely it was a Deputy U S Marshal who went for the drugs. It was at least twenty minutes and might have been more, Roger thought. Since he had no watch and there was no clock on the wall, he suppose that there absence was part. Putting on a Bob Marley T-Shirt and a pair of running shorts he crept to the first washroom on his floor. The door was open. Probably to torture him with the scent of their pussies and bodies. They were all heaving and giggling at their new "panty slave." There was a corner in front of the door and they had been careless with throwing their dresses and undergarments everywhere. Bonus he could see them but they were drunk with laughter and couldn't see him. "Probably thought I would just lie on. He wouldn't be bittentwice and decided not to offer her his hand."Quite simply Mr Duggan, you can find my husband Philip. He has beenmissing for nearly two weeks," she informed him."I'm sorry to hear that, but surely this is a police matter, I mean..." Mr Duggan, if I wanted my business broadcast all across the bay, thenyes I would contact SFPD. I do not choose to do this. Do you want thiscase or should I consult one of your many competitors?" she saidtersely."No, no don't get me wrong, of.