He carried me in while Alex helped Hanna.Over the next few weeks Hanna adjusted to her newly handless state while Alex, Brett and I carried on as usua.... We made sure we included Hanna in our sex sessions, just were careful with her stumps. One night Brett took me to the club in shorts and a vest. It was unusual as he normally got me dressed up beforehand.‘I’ve got a new idea.’ Was all he would tell me. He carried me in and up to his office. Once there he he put some sturdy leather belts around. And they weren't going to be in a good mood.Joe didn't quite see it my way. As far as he (and the Elders) was concerned, the further she melted down, the better. Having the FBI or Secret Service possibly show up to haul her away was inconvenient, but an entirely acceptable solution to the problem. "Don't be a wuss!" Joe told me repeatedly.Now that the gauntlets were thrown, I took the time to rant about Walt, and how his indiscriminate doping of Carrie had now made her blatantly and dangerously. ..The full lenght of the street, on both sides, was lined with rows of people.They were standing there, in complete silence.They were all women, wearing traditional Middle-Eastern garments.And they were all carrying long, supple whipping canes.My mouth went dry looking at this menacing sight, the women’s silence adding to the uncanny atmosphere, but at the same time my hard cock was leaking pre-cum...The camera went back to my mother.She was standing in the middle of the sun-baked road, not a. They lay on the bed and fondled each other as I as I stood beside them masturbating and Carol lay back in the chair, spread her legs wide over the arms and did the same. They moved into a sixty-nine and I got in close to see Don’s tongue in Jean’s pussy then moved to watch her suck his dick. He positioned my wife at the edge of the bed on her back, she opened her legs and I saw her pussy lips were slightly apart and begging to be fucked by Don’s thick, long erection. He rubbed his cock over her.