Please direct any comments criticisms, or deviant proposals [email protected] next morning, I brought Lesley breakfast in bed and asked in a...leading voice if I could remove the buttplug that she had forced me towear the night before. She laughed and gave me permission. Shereminded me that I should wash the silicone plug every time andsterilize it in boiling water once a month.I pulled the plug and felt such relief when I sat on the toilet. I thenquickly washed the plug and examined. How did they know?! There were other pursuit teams behind me, much too close for a backtrack attempt. Was I finally cornered? I tried to be stoic about the possibility, but my jaw still twitched at the thought of the coming pain.I pulled up the images of the tunnel complex from my perfect memory. From the official maps, I was out of options. I went to my secondary source of information, the vast echo displays that I had tricked the Hydrocarbon Mining Guild commander into showing me.There! Off. Why do you ask?”“I guess we can't do any fucking shots then. Unless I shoot from angles where it's naturally obscured. Yeah, that could work.”“Daniel, forget that. Film him licking my pussy instead. Get that tongue back to work son! Mummy would like to orgasm one last time!’Will dived back in and lapped at her with fury. I turned on the flash to get a brighter view. Jenny's hands clasped his head and pulled him closer to her cunt. Her thighs closed in and locked him in a vice like grip. The. Gina hadn’t talked to her mother in years. She was a street person and was okay with that. Gina saw a famous strip club that was looking for dancers. She planned on stopping in and talking with the manager. Gina hoped he would give her a job. She would do whatever she had to land a job, even if she had to have sex to secure the deal. Most men found her attractive and found her to be a real looker. Gina went into a public bathroom and washed herself up. She put on a tight spandex dress.