He slipped the letter Ollie had given him out of his breast pocket, unfolded it, and refamiliarised himself with the contents."Dear Alphonso,I do apol...gise for not being in contact for some period of time, and I hope your excellent research progresses well. I recall you mentioning a need for sponsorship of a new project you were undertaking. The bearer of this letter Mr Ned Holmes is a personal friend of mine, and a valued contributor to the coffers of the Royal Society. His interest in. Carmen, a Native American born women had black soot like hair and darkened skin. Wearing spandex pants and a white tank top she and Damien with Izzy tagging behind they walked through the forgotten halls of the abandoned circus house made of wood. The outside of it was paint red and white, stripped, but the paint was wearing thin and chipping. Inside dust had encumbered the halls and rooms. The inside having a creeping, deathly darkness."Come on honey! I want to go in." Hell no, I don't go into. She then produced some sort of magneto and connected the wires from the butt plug to it. Next she took two more wires from the magneto and attached them to the two alligator clips that were biting away at my urethra. ?I imagine you can guess what happens now. It?s just that no one escapes the taste of electricity once they fall into my hands.? She flipped a switch on the side of the magneto and began to slowly turn a crank at the top. At first I felt what seemed a tickle, then,. Above me I heard a gasp and Kaylee's fingers wrapped themselves in my wet curly hair, pulling me to her forcibly. I became distracted by the slippery feeling of the skin that led from her clit down to her tight vagina and my tongue followed this new path downward. Exploring the strange sensation of ultra-smooth skin against my tongue I began to lap at her opening. Once again Kaylee gasped, and she began to grind her pelvis against my face. Excitement built in me and I could feel my cock.