The men waited on the ladies and ate what scraps they were given, they endured the groping, pinches, slaps and grabs the ladies gave them with out a w...rd. Vicki even stuck George with her fork; Ashley gave Roy’s package a squeeze with a smile. After dinner the ladies retired to the basement and the play room where they lounged on the huge pillows as the men cleaned up. As the guys entered the play room they found Ashley and Jessica intertwined with their garments on the floor. Ashley’s head. Brad thrust his prick as deep as he could, held it there, and moaned softly. She knew he was cumming. She buried her head against his neck, moaning too, as another wave of spasms convulsed her pussy. He lay quietly atop her, his prick still buried deep within her pussy, feeling the last dregs of his cum drain from his throbbing prick. ‘Oh Lord, Allison,’ he murmured softly, ‘that was the most…most….I don’t know. The best…’ ‘I know. I know,’ she whispered hoarsely. ‘It was for me too.’ They lay. My ankles and tummy, where the straps went, were sore from my exertions at trying to squirm and dislodge the burning device buried in my cunt.The officer asked if I was ready to give up the names of the real players in making the micro chip they had found in my cervix. He informed me that the ‘capsaicin’ oil would have killed off any future feelings I was ever going to get from my G spot or indeed anywhere in side my cunt for that matter, and that I would spend the rest of my miserable life. "Hey," Andrew said when they'd finished telling me about all the peoplethey'd seen transformed, "let's see if anybody online knows anythingabout it. I posted those photos I sent you on Reddit a couple of hoursago; lemme check that thread..."But his phone, when he pulled it out, showed the same kind of weirdforeign language text and abstract icons that were on his T-shirt andthe cards and bills in his wallet. Evan's phone was the same."Look it up on your phone, would you?" Evan said to me.I.