It was so swollen, the blood forced the end to split. Seeing thisopportunity on such a perfect piece of ass and curiosity getting the best ofme, I put...my mouth over the broken rubbery nipple and began to suck it, forcingmy tongue deep into the torn flesh. I squeezed her tits as I did so, milkingthem, feeling the intense heat rise off of them, feeling the welts and slashesthey endured, her innocent blood on my fingers. After a minute of working mytongue into her nipple, I finally felt something. I toldher my name and she said that I was expected. She personally escorted medown a corridor to Tom's private secretary's office. Her name was AliceCantrel. An attractive blonde somewhere in her thirties. She was dressedin a dark blue business suit. She introduced herself and we shook hands.She pressed a button on her desk and spoke into an intercom, "Mr.Collins, your fiancee is here." Three seconds later, a door opened andTom entered the room.Tom was smiling as he said, "I'm glad you arrived!. At the same time I’ll get with the Sheriff to have us named as an auxiliary team of their SWAT unit, as I want legal access to heavier firepower, just in case. I may also talk to Admiral Burke about having one of the regular teams on standby.”“Will do.”“Ken, what exactly have the principals requested, and which one seems to be the leader?”“I get the impression Hawk is quietly leading, while his wife is the more vocal member of the team. By the way, her nickname, which is a play off her Apache. Lucky for her, she stopped fingering herself just before she passed by a cop car. Narrowly avoiding a speeding ticket, she looked in to see two white men glaring at her. “Fucking white power structure,” she said again, snapping back into reality. “Keeping us down for centuries.”Shawna pulled into her apartment complex and stepped out of the car. She noticed her black friend Henry in the parking lot, as he approached her driver’s side door. “Hey Henry,” she said, getting out of the car and.