“Yes I recognize the eyes.” Her tone of voice was tempered by concealed emotions. “Now as you can imagine, after I was captured by you and trans...erred to a special prison and lab facility I was probed, scanned, interrogated and scanned and probed again for weeks on end. I was treated worse than a criminal. While I intellectually understood why they did that, I was not willing to cooperate under such degrading conditions. I didn’t want to live like that and considered suicide. Then I met a. Anyway the parties just started move around now that Allen got himself killed. Mostly nothing they do is illegal. It's immoral and they are all going to hell no doubt, but nothing but the pot is illegal. The get a little high take off their clothes and swap husband and wives. His wife wasn't into it, so she never went either."So, it is just because they want to keep their reputation clean, is why they don't just say 'Yeah I was there so what.' Take the little pot hit and clean up their act." I. Alex? Is this a…?" ... nng! Maybe." Really? Well, that is cute. I bet it feels good too."To confirm that what he felt was what he thought, he put his whole hand over my pussy and pushed the dildo deeper. People that relied solely on the sense vision to see things were not that gentle with their hands. I could only slide a finger quickly, and I'd have had all the information I needed, but Miles didn't have that skill obviously. The dildo moved inside me, making me moan some more, and my legs. I was nothing but putty in the hands of Daryl as he masterfully forced me to do everything he wanted. He would lift my legs till my feet touched the wall and slowly grind into my up turned butt. He would order me to slowly stroke my own dick and not cum as he worked my stretched open anal cavity. Daryl would lower mu legs to his thighs and capture my shoulders in his hands, pulling me down to him as he grind into my willing body. Daryl knew that as the lust build I would not be able to.