‘Now, this is going to hurt like hell … its peroxide, but it will kill any bacteria and clean out that cut … OK, here is comes.’ He announced,... and poured the stuff on the cut in my scalp. ‘Oh geeeeez … fucking shit! … god that smarts!’ I yelled. I felt some of the cold liquid run down the side of my head but the towel soaked it up. Then I felt him dabbing at the cut, I am sure he was being as gentle as possible, but it still hurt like hell. ‘Oh fuck! Oh … oh … shit! Aren’t you done yet?’ I. By my reckoning the diameter of the box is about three feet and I can just about comfortably move about and expand my elbows. I take a moment and a deep breath to contemplate where I am. Just as I get cosy I hear noises on the walls and within a few seconds I can see cocks appear like whack-a-mole at a carnival. Only this time they aren’t trying to hide again. I look around at them all in awe but I have barely enough room to turn now they are all poking in at me. I think to myself that they all. She brought out a packet of three, took one out and split the foil with her teeth. She removed it from the foil, squeezed the air out of the teat, rolled it down over her son's swollen cock and smoothed out the creases. This was a new sensation. Carol loved the slick, tight feeling of the condom's gossamer skin around Jason's dick. And for him, his mother's hand felt wonderfully warm and sensual wrapped around the slick rubber sheath. There seemed something more risqu?perhaps even a little. "You're different," Miss Cooper said. "Not many police would be concerned in what was convenient for me." She nodded in approval. "Let's go to the break room; less interested ears in there."They followed her to the break room and sat at a table. "Miss Cooper..." Rollie began."You can me Diane. I think we'll probably be talking about some pretty personal stuff."After forty minutes of talking there was one additional piece of the puzzle revealed."The asshole put that rag over my face and it.