I stopped in my room and put my pants on, along with a T-shirt and my sneakers.I went outside to tell the men there why these men were here. One of th... Military Policemen said, “I was up near here when they came and heard it all. Their sister ran away from them and they were here to take her back.”A voice over by a van hollered, “There are two dead girls in this van. This is crazy. Where are these characters from?”Mel stepped out, stood next to me, and told the man who asked where they were. The technology of the device allows us to know which web sites you may have accessed, no matter where you do it, and to read the text of any emails or message board posts. It taps in to the electromagnetic radiation around your body, and it is very sensitive. Again, Mr. Benson, I can't stress this enough ... we have a zero-tolerance policy on this issue."You will also not be permitted to have a telephone, a television, nor any means of transportation other than your own two feet. You will find. I’ll try anything if it means getting to have sex with this cougar again. So I slipped on the thong and pulled on the tight yoga pants. The only way to describe me in these pants would be if the top of me was cut off you’d swear a tight 18year old girl was wearing them. They made my ass look like a tight round bubble butt. I slowly left the room. Very unsure of myself in the pants. As I entered the room Deb lit up. Deb: OMG. You need to turn around so I can see that booty!I slowly turned. ‘Do not come.’ ‘Oh God,’ you moan. ‘You must wait.’ and I begin to slowly fuck you. ‘Oh, God! Oh, Daddy!’ ‘Do not come.’ I bark. You squeal, ‘But, Daddy!’ ‘You will wait.’ And I pick up the pace. You groan. Your legs are shaking. You are desperately trying to control yourself. I feel your sphincter tighten. ‘Daddy! Daddy! I neeeeeed to coooome!’ ‘No! You will wait!’ ‘Daddy, pleeease, pleeease, may I pleeease come?’ Now I fuck your relentlessly. Hard. Deep. A minute passes — or two. An ecstatic.