"He hadn't even closed the door in the interrogation room as he delivered his introduction in all seriousness and with all due understanding for the g...avity of the situation. Finally someone seemed to take me serious, as I sat there with a green army shirt draped over my shoulders."I understand you must be weary of exchanging one suit for another, only to be asked the exact same inquires but I'll have to ask for your patience in this matter."The middle-aged Officer clad in his immaculate. “Where are you? I don’t know where I’m going.” I continued to walk towards the door that ended the hallway.“I’m in here, in the living room.” I pushed open the door, only a second after he had spoken to see him stood by the counter that divided the living room and kitchen. The room was a large open plan space that was sparsely furnished but pleasantly decorated. He looked over to me. I was wearing only the blouse, it ran past my hips, just and so covering me; my hair was still partially wet.He. The ginger bitch's expression beamed with immense and increasing pleasure as she worked the doomed male's cock toward his final milking. His face, which was gagged but otherwise unmasked, grimaced in a blend of ecstasy, pain, and terror; the guard who stood behind him on the pole on her own little platform, smiled wickedly with equal satisfaction as she slowly rotated a handle behind his neck; a humiliating castration was the least of his worries, he was to be garrotted.The male would hear two. I will even try to suck your big wiener first.”She didn’t get the chance to do more than moan until she slid off my face sideways after she passed out.“Can we go into one of the other rooms for a few minutes,” the first girl asked me.Once inside she got me to lay down, moved over me and pushed my dick a quarter of the way inside her. She let out a long, soft moan as her dick massager gave its first dick massage. When it was done she got me all the way inside her.“I don’t want a baby, but I do.