Perhaps your friend Mr. Nolan could help there." Yes, he certainly might know something," Beall replied, puffing deeply on his glowing bowlful. "He mi...ht."They sat looking at each other briefly, and then Beall blew some smoke toward the ceiling and asked, "Did you examine Miss Miller's body closely or did a local doctor perhaps?" Yes, I did. Her throat had been cut, the jugular, probably from behind, and I'm sure she was dead before her arm was cut off. There were no signs of struggle, of. The edible, the joint, new leggings, new panties, some of those fishnets fingerless gloves. I figure each time I would try out a fantasy or push my limits, I would get some new things to add to it. This time my most important weapon of the night was numbing spray so I could try deepthroating one of my dildos. The last time I played I never have cum so much when I had a dildo down my throat and another in my ass. It was incredible orgasming as the dildo further slid into my throat. I wanted that. “I will give any invitation a great deal of thought. I suggest that you not attach to me like a barnacle; like you did Saturday.”With that, we ended the call.Sandi called that Friday night after work. “Would you like to come to dinner a week from Sunday, Jane will be here too. I wanted to warn you in case that will be a problem.”“That is not a deal-breaker, Sandi. Jane and I had a talk earlier in the week. If she has thought the conversation through, we are fine. I will be there.”We met again. She wrapped her lips around the head of it and her eyes returned to the camera in Vic's hands. There was a short pause and then I could see that it was starting again as she began to swallow as if she were chugging down a bottle of beer.The other three men continued to watch in amazement, making the occasional crude comment as Ron emptied his bladder into her mouth. I still didn't understand what any of those people were getting out of this; not her and not the five men. If it was about the.