He wanted to say something but swallowedhis words at the last moment."This probably wasn't the first time that you did this. What else haveyou taken f...om the clothesline?" Lisa asked her son.He mumbled something, again ununderstandable. Lisa understood thatthere was more, and remembered the travel bag upstairs. "Is it in thebag on your bed?"Frank got to be fiery red again, which said more then any words couldhave."As soon as we have finished our tea we'll go upstairs together and seewhat else. Ohh, it was so easy to sink into utter despair but something had always driven her on. Maybe he WOULD remember her; maybe he WOULD come back for her. She finally curled up in the corner of the kennel and tried to sleep but without the warmth of Max's body it was too uncomfortable to relax on the hard floor.When the kennel door opened again, the first guard who had found her at the metal shutters entered. He was carrying a strange kind of frame made of metal bars with broad buckled leather. He let her ride out her orgasm before pulling his cock out of her throat and rubbing it against the side of her face playfully, wetting it with her own slobber. The girl backed off of the slut’s face who promptly took to licking the floor and cleaning up the juices left over. ‘It looks as if both of you had your makeup messed up in the process, but I see no downside in this,’ he smirked as he loosened his belt from her throat. His cock was incredibly hard and the girl couldn’t take her eyes. And, by now, though I found this tobe extremely humiliating emotionally, physically I was enjoying his touch.The phone rang, and Randy went and talked in the other room. I tried tolisten in and figure out who he was talking to, using my super hearingabilities. I was able to figure out that it was Roger, and that he hadwanted to talk to me - but nothing more, because I was getting a lot ofdistractions from Mom and Clark.Mom suggested that she take some pictures of him and me, with his phone,and.