"Well I'm not going to kill an animal just because it's hungry." Jones said watching the dog closely.'Look Scout, that thing has lived here for many y...ars; just picture what it's been living on. It's not a pet it's a killing machine.' Blackie said and moved forward to tread on the dog but missed as the animal jumped back.Jones pulled on the reins, "Stop that. Look just leave the dog alone, we have work to do." He said for lack of any other reason.The dog watched them move on and then it got to. ; She begins probing the area below the needle in my left armpit, searching for where to sink her next needle. She finds a spot and pinches a hunk of my flesh and squeezed firmly. this drives the blood from the area and when she releases most of the pressure from her pinch is when she slides the needle into me quickly and inv one thrust. I guess at The sensation that I'm smiling at the same time. Once again our eyes meet and we smile. She wraps her arms around me and nibbles and kisses on my. . What ... Why ... When ... Where???" raced trough my mind. Then quickly it settled in on the more expanded, "Why Me?" Why was I hearing that cry seemingly calling out just to me," I thought.I know both Tom and I had heard the sound. Plus, as I thought over it, Valerie had heard it too just as she arrived back with us in the conference room. But in my mind, it seemed to be directed more at me than at Tom or her."Got me too," smiled Valerie."Say what?" came from Tom as he looked back and forth. An automaton in cold physicalreaction to the orgasm so warmly reached before. While I amspent.There is Sue. Sue who filmed this, who took this coitus toanother level. She is putting down the handcorder on thetable, still walking on with her bent knees. The crotch ofher white leotard has bunched between the lips of hervagina, and her wetness has stained through to darken thefabric of her clothing. She is a fine looking women, herblonde hair cascading down her back, her long legs muscularand.