" What's different about this boy?" The way he's dressed?" That's right, he's too clean looking, almost like a model, studentsdon't dress like that, h...'s too perfect. Oh here's Bob."Bob entered the interrogation room and greeted Tommy, "Good MorningTommy, I trust you slept well?" No, not really, it's very difficult to sleep when you know you're beinghunted." Well hopefully we'll be able to take care of that for you, now let's getstarted. I'm sure you noticed the mirror, there are some men. She didn't say a word, just walked over, put a hood over Brooklyn's head and took her out by the lead. She could hear the bustle of the house as the guests and their slaves were leaving. As she was blindly led down another set of stairs she recognised the feeling and smell of the gun room and heard the safe door being opened. She could feel the oppressive quiet as she was led deeper under the house. Once the final door was closed and locked Miss pulled off Brooklyn's hood and lead. She was in. It had taken nearly a year to convinceher parents to tell her, to the best of their recollections, whenshe'd been conceived. Neither of them had wanted to speak of suchpersonally intimate details, but she was their daughter andeventually her persistence had worn their resistance away.She knew it wouldn't take long - a minute or two, at most - for herplan to succeed. With the delay she intended to cause, a differentsperm from her father would fertilize her mother's egg. And eventhough her. " I got the message. I still wasn't sure exactly what I was doing, I just kept going in and out really fast, but it felt SO GOOD. She started moaning my name really loudly. I went faster and tried to push deeper into her pussy, and then she really started to scream in pleasure. She kept saying my name and moaning to fuck her harder. It was all too good. I reached up and felt her tits. They were so smooth. Next she pushed me back a little bit. She stood up and got body to body with me and.