I dont like her playing with me like this and i tried to disengage but she held my wrist. "wait, come here for a sec" and she led me to a wooden panel...on a side wall. She pushed at something that made the panel slid off to reveal a man size piece of rectangular polished dark glass. "i got it recently. I call it iMirror. You stand before it and you will see your dark self looking back at you" she said in soft undertone, as she nuzzled to my side, her bare arm and bare leg touching mine. The. .fu...ck...." His cock expanded in my throat.(He's finally going to shoot) with one hand on his balls and the other pushing into his asshole (your fingers going up his ass) Mark's body went ridged and his dick pumped down my throat (fuck, finally) and I was happy – only because this would soon be over – his balls pulled up into the sac as he shot another load (he's moaning so loud) of cum down my throat and I felt his asshole tense around my finger each time his cum pumped out of his dick.Then. “Ready? she asked.“Yep” I said.Erica dug into the box and fished around for a minute trying to decide if she could fool me. At last, she picked up a toy and held it just below my field of view.“This one or something else..”“That one” I interrupted. “Damn it” she exclaimed. And she pulled out the 12 inch long stainless steel proctoscope. It was gleaming and smooth and tapered from the 1 inch pointy, up-the-butt-end, to the 1 and three-quarter inch blunt, better-stop-here-end. I laughed. Erica. Wilson was very good at that shit."It's like he was born five years ago at age fifty," Wilson said when I got him on the phone."I know it's a lot to ask, but go back about a year before he showed up on the records. Then run the facial recognition software against the newspaper trial pictures," I suggested."You thinking he is the victim or the perpetrator?" Wilson asked."Witness protection," I replied."Then it would have to be high profile. Shouldn't take too long," Wilson said."Don't take that.