Your best Friend. __ _ .After Brett had finished reading we were silent for a while, thesomething clicked in my brain. "Brett," I asked, "how did that...messageend?" "Err," he muttered, "your best friend - why?" That's different to the others, they ended simply 'a friend,' then 'yourfriend,' now it's 'your best friend' see they are all different."We drove in silence for a while, as we all digested this change, Brettcalled Tim to tell him of the new letter, and Tim told him that he wouldcontact. Jake and John entered as Claire and Matt left.“Are you alright, Ma’am,” John asked me really worried“I am fine, thanks John for asking,” I said as I sat in that cage.“What time is it?” I asked“It’s 2 pm, Ma’am,” he replied. I realized that I was being fucked and abused for the last 4 hours.All those things came back to my mind as I sat there thinking about them. I had prepared my body to take all the pain before coming here, but I failed to prepare my mind to take all those abuses. My ass hurt. She was on her feet, and at the door to his office in seconds. “What’s up?”Roy made sure she knew everybody, a sop to allow time to pass as Roy went back to his chair. Alice sat in the only vacant chair in the office – a chair not normally there. This had been a meeting planned in advance and not on the spur of the moment.John Thompson assumed control of the meeting. “Thank you for joining us, Alice. I have a couple of questions, but I’m pretty sure I know the answers. First, are you happy. Anne never relented until she felt his balls touch her chin, she captured every last inch of him and she worked her throat muscles to milk him, then began to work him in and out of her mouth, she could feel his hands begin to tighten on her head and then he slammed into her mouth, his balls slapping her chin hard as she felt the head grow and then the warm rush of cum as it glided down her throat.His hips spasmed as his cock unloaded in her throat and she was having a tough time catching her.