Thump!!!!!, went the door as mom banged against it expecting it to be unlocked then desperately tried turn the handle to no avail. “Who’s in there..., is that you Stu?” mom asked, jigging up and down on the spot, her motions making thudding sounds on the carpet outside the door, her heart sinking knowing that the only toilet in the house was engaged“Yes! . . . why?” I asked, not knowing the reason why mom was making a fuss.“Oh . . . shit!” mom groaned, “How long are you going to be? I need the. She stared at Michelle’s tits sway with the violent thrusts. ?Greg? Linc? how could you?? Lincoln turned towards Judy, keeping the recorder focused on Melissa but covering the speaker with his hand. ?Psychological Warfare, Judy. Rape the captives, and let those arrogant fuckers know what were doing. Send them the videos and let them know that the same will happen to them. It will unsettle them, which is when we strike. They have to watch and listen to whatever we send to their. ”I didn’t know whether or not this surprised me. Chris had thrown off so many conflicting statements and I knew Jill and his feelings for each other ran deep and were developing deeper still at a frightening speed.As Jill continued to unburden herself about her difficult evening and how it had been for both her and Chris, she asked me how things had gone with Gemma and stroked my face as I told her how hard it had been for us as well.Then Jill dropped the bombshell news, that the company had. Spreading it out over her back he coughed, slightly, and then addressed the two women in a menacingly soft voice."All right Miss Saunders, Miss Barnes?" She heard them murmur "Yes Sir" and suddenly she realised why they were there! Each one took hold of one of her wrists in a powerful grip and pulled her arms apart and partly over the edge of the oak table. Angela went onto her tiptoes and had to spread her legs a little as her hips moved slightly forward.CRACKThe cane landed right across the.