He then expertly fashioned a gag from the remaining material tightly bound it tightly around her head. While the gag was not necessary, it was an el...ment of his sadistic ritual, one that heightened his arousal and his complete control and domination of his victims. Lindsay was now dressed only in her blue boy shorts. Her attacker stood over her again, slowly massaging himself through his black denim jeans. Her shorts clung tightly to her body, almost as if they had been painted on. Her. We Had A Son!I'll never forget our flight home. Mother-in-Law, Big Brothers, Both Sisters, all the Nieces, even some Uncles and Aunts saw us off. Not the first one begged me to take care of Gus, as they knew that was a given. They loved, and trusted me completely. Even though we divorced, after 21 years, that trust and faith was never broken.After a grueling flight, through an Alaskan Airport that had been badly damaged by the 1964 earthquake, we finally debarked from a commuter plane in. I couldn't see how even that amount fit. It must havebeen like giving birth in reverse.She was now in part impaled by my cock, or rather, by the huge cockthat I'd impaled. I was inside her, yet so insulated from hervaginal membranes that I could feel nothing, not even her body'sheat. It was like being a privileged observer of someone else'ssexual athleticism. She carefully lifted and lowered herselfagain, then again, and as she rose and fell her juices began toflow down the sides of that. And when they finally got into the room with Tarina, all three missed the subtle click of the door locking behind them.*****In the security room, the agent watching said, "They're locked in. Should I release the knockout gas?"His boss said, "No. The progenitor scientists want to test one of their new creatures. We're to stand down unless otherwise notified." Is that wise?" You're young, so I'll forgive that. Just remember, ours is not to question why..."The agent finished, "Ours is but to do or.