Mmm... you know... I touch my self," he said and looked down trying to avoid my gaze.I wanted details, so I pressed him. "What do you do Ray, what do ...ou touch?" I touch myself, you know, I touch my penis because it gets so stiff, so I touch it and jerk it and make it feel good till this goo comes out," he said as his eyes returned back to my breasts. It seems our conversation was affecting my son. I glanced down at his crotch and sure enough, his pants were sharply tented.My son's words also. Conversely, if we simply killed the perps, would that deter the next set of crazies? We needed more guidance with this question.We contacted well known and respected philosophers for help, but all we got were ambiguous thoughts along with muddy answers that we couldn't interpret as solid advice. Finally, we said to hell with it and went for the capture plan. We took our answer back to the Secretary General, and he was not very happy to have the problem dumped back in his lap, but he needed. Do you understand.”“Yes, I understand.”“You, of course will fuck and suck any man that wants your cunt, asshole or mouth. But what else will you always offer to any man that wants you?”“I will be their toilet and clean their asses good and drink their piss.”“Do you like the taste of piss, Jackie?”“Yes Sir, it taste refreshing like cold water.”“Your tits now are 35B is that right?”“Yes Sir.”“Kevin wants them to be 40DD or bigger. Do you understand?”“Yes Sir.”“So when he wants you to go just as. Lisa was going to cum I could see her lips puffing up as her orgasm hit her, little grunts of pleasure escaping as I brought her off. “ Oh fuck yes, YES, you slut, don’t fucking stop” I went harder, sliding my fingers deep and hard the way they had done me, she was so fucking wet, her cum coating my fingers and smearing my face, she was arching her back, giving herself to me, I nearly came there and then, she was so damn sexy, she gripped my head dragging me off. “ Enough, fuck, that was.