The fact that two guys are filling my ass outweighs the discomfort from the lack of room. They're thrusting in and out, in perfect rhythm with each ot...er. The guys I'm sucking off, they're about to come; they tell me this. I take cock number one as deep into my mouth as possible, and as the other two men moan, I can feel hot cum hit my face, spurt after spurt, their cocks become hoses. I'm still busy sucking off number one, but my face is plastered with two huge loads of cum, then it happens.. “What’s so funny?” he asked.“I’ve never seen two dead men walking. Lightfoot’s going to kill you both when he finds us.”The bruiser moved closer. “I’ll ask one more time. Where are the papers your father had?”Using every ounce of strength from years of dancing, Callie kicked both feet up into his balls. His eyes bulged before he bent and slowly collapsed onto his knees.The thinner man stepped up and, before she could turn away, slapped her face with his open hand so hard she saw stars, her. Jessica’s eyes went wide in the darkness. Would he mount and fuck her as he choked her? What could be more humiliating than that? Yes, Ricardo’s ultimate power trip. She had to escape! But how?Back in the drawer? Once inside, could she try to keep the drawer closed by pressing backwards against the top? Probably. But how long would it take for Ricardo to check here? A half hour? More perhaps if he were being very thorough. Of course, if he were checking every drawer, Jessica was doomed away.. ”The scene changed from the famous FN logo, to the interior of the supreme Fleet Court room.The piercing sound of the yeoman’s whistle broke the silence of the conference room.“SILENCE IN THE COURT ROOM. ALL THOSE IN ATTENDANCE ARE CALLED TO ORDER. ALL RISE FOR THE HONORABLE COURT.”A door to the side of the judges’ bench opened and the 3 adjutant judges entered. All were dressed in fleet dress blues. Their ribbons and awards weighing heavily on their breasts. Their service stripes, without.