He came over to me and sat down near me but made it a point not to get too close.I felt hurt and asked, “Is something wrong? What happened?”It was...my turn to jump when Doctor Williams spoke up beside me, “You were brought in here because your brother found you outside in the rain. You had a high fever and passed out. You are very lucky miss.”I looked at the doctor for a moment then reached my hand to my belly as déjà vu hit me, “What about my baby. Is it okay?”The Dr. Williams smiled, “Your. I take his cock into my mouth, slowly sucking and running my tongue round the top of his head and my teeth round his ridge, I hear him moan, I stop for a second and look up at him and tell him to come as I want to taste him. I move back to my position next to him and he moves his hand and starts stroking my hair. He piles all my hair on top of my head and holds it there, I relies this is for his benefit not mine by keeping it out of my face, but so he can watch me giving him a blowjob. He says. Along with the red dress I pulled on some lacy white thigh high stockings, and I had already been wearing a white bra and some leopard spotted St. Eve French cut panties (I like French cuts, they look good on me and don't ride up like a thong), and some nice Italian 3" heels.I got to Joe's work about 7 minutes after leaving my place and called him on my cell phone cause I couldn't see the right building number. He directed me to his office and waved at me from the balcony as I pulled up. I. “Well now, my friend, I can’t allow someone who was just under temporary arrest long enough to escort her home to start attacking my guards. That’s why she died and wasn’t revived. An attack on me is one thing. I am immune from such harm. An attack on my guards could leave widows and orphans. Unless they’re undead, of course. That’s quite unacceptable.“Still stupid if you attack the undead, anyway, though they can’t be destroyed. I’m not keen on the example set by those who assault my troops..