Not entering any of the side doors and chambers... even though we could hear the moaning of the people inside. We weren't here to save anyone, but to ...ill our pockets. That greed is what stopped us from noticing the pink mist that spread the further down we went.Finally, as we entered a grand chamber that seemed to separate the lower floors from the upper ones we stopped dead in our tracks.Loreline, in all her glory, stood before us."Welcome slaves. Or should I say future slaves? Fufufufu~" She. I pushed myself as deep into her folds as I could, my tongue quickly probing at her hot tunnel. I forced myself to lean back, raising the vibrator before her. We made eye contact as I switched it on and held it only inches away from her quivering lips. She muffled out a plea and I pressed it against her. She instantly bucked against it, while I ran it down her lips and up again. “Grind on it, Jen. Earn it.” I encouraged her. Her hips went wild, bucking and grinding against it she moaned all she. I coned my fingers together more tightly and the heel of my hand began to enter her tight cunt. She let out a low moan, maybe more of a growl and I pushed again. Her muscles gripped my wrist as my whole hand slipped inside her completely, to the wrist with a squishing slurp. I balled my hand into a fist and gently began to thrust and fuck her. She was going crazy now and I leaned down and took her clit between my teeth and flicked it with my tongue. That was when she began to come and when I. "Well," said Sue, "now that the nonsense is over, let's try to be serious." Okay," I said. "Chaz is here because I want him on a programme at some point. Perhaps three or four. He's my assistant director for Western Australia and is particularly interested in water." No problem," said the producer. "Now, I'd like to hear you say something about yourself and then about this State." I'm Gordon Hollister. I'm the Director of the CSIRO for Western Australia and the Northern Territory. I've a.