Vijay started with one finger as she parted her legs and then inserted two fingers as she closed her eyes and let out a little moan. “Sit back down ...weetheart,” he told her and she did. She spread her legs apart and he inserted three fingers in her wet cunt and Suma grunted out the words, “four fingers jiju”. He smiled and was overjoyed to see how hungry she was to be filled as his cock strained in his pants to be released. He slowly inserted the fourth finger into her and she grabbed his wrist. His hand comes up to cup my cheek and I close my eyes, feeling embarrassment flush my cheeks again, as he studies me closely. Somehow the waves of my hair have ended up tumbled around my shoulders. My lips feel bruised and tender and, under his scrutiny, I feel somewhat… lacking. "You are stunning. Why do you never let people see you like this?" I open my eyes and can't help but laugh just softly at the ludicrousness of what he has just said."Like this?" I gesture to our position and somehow. "He grabbed my arms and yanked me hard across the table. I felt Oliver's hands slide down my legs and I found myself hanging in the air helplessly. "Let me go!" I screamed.I looked back and Agent Wyman was pointing what looked like a gun at Oliver's head and the table was now gone, as was the booth we were just sitting in. I looked back at Agent Fleck who smiled and said, "I didn't know you were such a whore. I wonder who else you'll spread your legs for. Let's find out!"Suddenly, I'm thrown. . ?" Ray reached into his closet and produced two pistols, a snub-nosed.38 and a.45 automatic. He handed Don the.38, and he hefted it in his hand. "Be careful... it's loaded!" Ray warned.Don was impressed. "Like, man... nobody'd argue with this!" He suddenly saw the weapon for what it was: A powerful force, in the hands of the wielder... and equalizer... a counter force. He had given up some ideas about Peace, Love... and Non-violence that afternoon. Those ideas had fled as the blows rained.