“I can see that even dressed in Muslim garb you possess the chic elegance of a French female.” He nodded to me. “Your name is not unknown to me,...Sir Elijah – I believe you were at Missolonghi when Byron caught some fatal, exotic, disease, probably a Turkish variant of the pox.” He turned to Rollo and held out his hand. “You, Captain Guest, are the reason I am here. It is a pleasure and a privilege to shake your hand.”He pumped Rollo’s hand for over a minute; Rollo looked confused, and I noticed. I looked down between my legs and there was blood all over the towel mixed with Pete’s creamy spunk. I couldn’t move. I just laid there for quite awhile. Suddenly I felt Pete licking my sore ass. It felt good after taking such a pounding. My ass must have been stretched wide because Pete’s tongue went into my ass about three inches and was scooping out the blood and cum. It felt so soothing as he continued to lick me. I was in kind of a dream world when Pete mounted me again and slammed his. I suddenly became filled with a love for my brother, that I hadn't ever felt before. I wanted to know if I had done this to him. "Andrew, did I make you hard?" He hung his head, and said goodnight softly. His 6 foot frame was dark in the blackened room. I got up, and moved towards him as he stood frozen by the door. I licked my lips, and quite unsure of myself, I kissed Andrew .His lips were soft on mine, and out of no where I felt his tongue pass over my ruby reds, his hand dropped to my. Fortunately, however, Melanie's connections came in handy when she made an inquiry into the incident and the FAC officers in question agreed to let her see her son at last. They were tremendously embarrassed to learn just whose teenage son they had abducted. The main administrator responsible, Manager of the Cleveland Office Selah Smith, was absolutely pale and shaky at the discovery of the enormity of her actions.This was particularly true once Melanie saw her son's living conditions,.