He moans loud."Lick my ass bitch." He says over and over again. I lick his shit-hole and eat it. I nibble on it and around the ass cheeks."Ugh, Janey,...he licks sooo good. You must have him working your cunt all the time."HAHA, yeah, he has a good tongue. But show my sissy faggot of a husband what I like.With that command he got up from off my face and he lifted my legs. I knew what was coming. I felt softer hands on my asscheeks, spreading them apart. The something cool being applied to my. She was getting worked up and wet. I dug a towel out of my bag. “Jill, you are so wet and slutty! You are going to mess up my seats!” She removed her fingers and grabbed the towel. “What are you thinking? I didn’t tell you to take your fingers out! You really need to ask me permission to take your fingers out.” “I’m sorry Dan, I will ask permission next time.”“You should really call me master when you are pleasing me.” “Yes master, I agree master.” She quickly put the towel over the seat and. Saunders? Mrs. Karin Saunders?" the taller of the two asked her."Yes, I'm Karin Saunders." Ma'am, I'm Sgt. Wilson, this is Sgt. Hague. We'd like you to come downtown with us to answer some questions."Karin had never had any contact with the authorities. She didn't ask why, she didn't even think of refusing. She simply sighed, stepped into the hallway, closing and locking the door behind her and went with the two officers.An hour later, she sat in the small windowless interrogation room in. One by one, three other women and a man shuffled into the light, hands held high."Is this everybody?" I asked the asian woman.She looked around as if to reassure herself that it was before nodding, "Yeah, that's everybody. Shit! We watched you guys come through Barstow and thought you'd be easy pickings. Colby," she nodded at the driver of the damaged tank who was still trying to shake the ringing from his ears, "thought that if we surprised you with these tanks from the Marine base, you'd have.