The wind pierced me through to my soul. The wind brought a feeling of doom. Boy, the things having a roscoe stuck in your back will do. I needed to ge... a hold of myself.Our journey now took us out of the bitter wind and into another building. We were led down some corridors and up some stairs. Finally we were dumped into a room and forced on our hands and knees. A disembodied voice came out of the shadows from above us. "I hear that you have been putting the screws on Mr. Marks. He is a very. He puts up with all your bullshit so I’d cut him some slack if you don’t wanna lose his friendship altogether.”Dillon could hear his buddies talking as he jogged away, but it was of no concern to him. Once he turned the corner they were out of sight, out of mind, and he practically sprinted the rest of the way to the library. Bursting through the doors he caught himself, immediately slowing down into a cool saunter and heading to a desk in the corner that was still visible from the entrance.. It is near a waterfall not too far from here. There are many men there and a few women. It didn't appear that some of the women were there by choice, as a number of them are kept in a cage," he told us in a very quiet voice."How many men did you see?" I asked."Enough to fill three platoons," he told me, as he wasn't strong on numbers but was familiar with how many men were in one of our platoons."You should go back to prepare the others, Chief Trainer, and we will check out the area around. Her pussy is meaty nad wet with a prominent clitoris. I love to bury my face deep into it and she loves it, too.Melinda knows all about my fantasies of seeing her with others and has always been willing to fantasize with me about it during sex and foreplay. Sometimes she will lay back and masturbate for me to watch while telling me a fantasy of her own about another man or woman. I will jack my cock while she does this and cum all over her when we both finish. She has never been willing to.