The General ran them through his database, or somebody's database. Maybe we could do the same thing. I have a vivid mental picture of her – I told y...u how pretty she was – so we can ask Hope if she'll work with me to draw a sketch of this woman. Then we can sweet talk the General into running the sketch through his facial recognition program." There's an alternative," Jill added, suddenly almost as enthused as her sister-wife. "Matt is an FBI SAC. He has access to facial recognition software. The liquid just kept filling me up and was freezing all the way into my stomach, it probably took her two minutes to put every drop into me. She started loosening my legs and knees, smiling the whole time, she knew that it was torture for me to have it inside me. She helped me up and told me to shower once I was done. I shuffled to the bathroom and barely made it. I finished and started the shower, as I stepped in, Mistress came into the room. She stopped me and told me to lay down. Then for. The brunette twisted nervously on the seat, her bare feet flexing as they tried to flatten on the cold polished wooden floors of the empty school gymnasium. Her tiny feet weren’t comfortably planted in a “standing” position - instead she could only reach just her red-painted toes to the floor due to the restraints holding her ankles. “Funny, that you don’t want me to touch you, when just a few hours ago, you were practically begging me. Not to mention the weeks you spent.. teasing me in my. My soulmate had stretched her lean body out in front of mine on the hardwood floor, spooning her scarlet fleece sweatpants covered butt back into my groin area.“Darn tootin’, I do. If the Trojans beat Ohio State, then Alabama should move up to number one in the polls, again,” I laughed as I wrapped Cano up in my arms on the floor. I tried to keep a straight face as I said that because I already knew that the Trojans would beat the Buckeyes, and that my Crimson Tide would go on to claim their.