Eight hours less in front of desk, no idiot colleagues unless she teamed up with other scavengers who then where actually good at their job because if...you weren't you didn't make it home.Today she was all alone though, just her trusted, rusted rifle and her backpack full of goods accompanying her on the long way home. She had spent a little too long setting foot after foot on her way out and now she wasn't going to make it back in time. Not by a long shot, it had paid off in great loot but it. He stood there just staring at them even as I was standing up straight, and I felt my nipples harden. Looking down I saw that they were visible even through the material of my top. He could clearly see I wasn’t wearing a bra. I then realized if I had to go downstairs, I had to wear a bra as I could not allow someone in my building to see in such an attire.I considered saying it for a moment, realizing it would sound obscene, but realizing how much it would turn him on, I couldn’t control. If Chief Clinton could handle a package like this, there was a lot more to him than met the eye. On the other hand, if Chief Clinton were tending to business, his wife wouldn’t be here, sucking Reg’s cock! Rina’s oral skills were such that it wasn’t long before Reg uttered a low, fervent groan and erupted gob after sticky gob of hot cream into her mouth. She kept sucking on him until his cock hung limp, then she let it slip from her mouth. She sat back on her knees and looked up at him, her. In any case, she was shortly to be punished herself. No! The only choice was Angela. She wondered how that tough, inflexible lady would act. Pretty harshly; that was for sure. But she would have to be the one.One day, Joanne ordered all the women around to the other side. She and Angela walked behind the others and Joanne prepared to put her fate in the other woman's hands. As soon as they were all within sight of the helicopter, the cage, the stakes and whipping post, she turned to Angela. Now.