"Sandra let a slight moan escape her lips upon hearing Vera's demeanour and replied, "It feels good Ma'am."Vera continued to run her finger slowly up ...nd down the length of Sandra's wet slit, her finger occasionally penetrating the wet folds as she continued her interrogation, "What feels good Sandra?"Sandra hated this part. Actually she hated how much she secretly liked it. Vera was going to make her say things. Damn her! Why did she do this? Why did she feel the need to humiliate her and make. She stood for a moment pondering, then shrugged her shoulders. "Never mind. Please continue!" The group turned back towards the hallway and continued on until they reached a door.Wilco pushed herself towards the front of the group to the tiny door at the end of the hallway and started turning a lock. "Ninety-nine ... forty-four ... and sixty-nine. There we are!" she exclaimed as she pushed the door open. Everyone pushed themselves forward through the door past Wilco and we found ourselves in a. "I stopped her from saying anything more by placing one of the fingers that had just been in Bronwen's nether parts in her mouth. Almost as if we had discussed it, Bronwen plunged one of hers into Roberta's cunt. Roberta almost bit my finger off from the shock, then went slack, as if to say she was ours to play with.So we did. Still mounted on me, Bronwen leaned down to suckle on her right breast. Roberta's eyes rolled, she took my finger out and kissed me, regaling me with the taste of Bronwen. "Frowley clapped his hands contemptuously. "Bravo for you. You've wiped out injustice at the hands of those dreaded fertilizer cartels and made the state safe for good farming. But that has absolutely nothing to do with the Intemperance contract." It has more to do with it than you think, Mr. Frowley, but let me tell you about the other case I litigated — and lost. It will perhaps hit a little closer to home. You see, one of our clients is a large warehouse type of store — I'm sure you'd know.