Hard. “Now, we will play a game. Because you weren’t able to hold out secrets, because you betrayed the trust we put in you, you will be demoted t...o the lowest form of “operative” – the transporter.” I apply the moisturizer to her asshole, exploring it with both index fingers and stretching it slightly. I spit on it. I shove the two fingers of my right hand into it, and use my left hand to guide my improvised butt plug to her mouth. Her spit creating a moist film on the surface, I bury it in her. "Oh, did he ever get a piece... of my mind." The judge grinned weakly."You can go in now" Lou Ann smiled.The Reverend John "Jack" Daniels looked exactly as Cindy expected -- 100% TV evangelist. His expensive cream suit, string tie, long slicked-back hair and soft low heel boots confirmed him as an oily charlatan in Cindy's eyes. "Well, if it isn't the pretty Miss Morrow from the Welfare Department. What can I do for you ma'am? How have you been?" I'm fine thank you, but I didn't come to chat,". You think you know someone, and then they tell you something that makes everything you knew seem like a first date. Greg has a friend whose wife would put on a little show for a lot of guys at once. Pleasuring herself as they watched and masturbated to the eroticism of it all. And Greg was one of those guys. I was shocked, but I thought that I should probably comfort him, since he was so open and honest with me about something that, for some girls, would have been a relationship ender. I told. " She's got you there, Jack." Sara, don't you have something to do in the house?" I suppose I can find something. Goodnight, guys." Goodnight, Sara."We went upstairs and I was about to unlock the door when Jill stopped me."Let me. Please?"I stepped back while Jill dug through her purse looking for her key. She grinned triumphantly when she found it; the grin got wider when she finally got the door unlocked and opened. I could have had us in the house a full minute before that. There are times.