Would you consider an apple a treat?"He shuffled in and shut the door behind him to keep the chilly autumn air out."Sorry, Ma'am, I've been picking an...d canning apples for the last three weeks, and I'm heartily sick of them, so no thank you." I do like a polite zombie! Some dried fruit? I've got raisins and currants in my baking cupboard?" No, thank you, Ma'am, they don't agree with my digestion. You REALLY wouldn't like a zombie with wind, I'm afraid." Oh dear! I don't seem to have a treat for. I come up for air and again get a nose full of that delightful smell that makes my cock twitch, thinking it's its turn. To my taste buds delight, I return to her black pussy again. A long lick this time, my tongue is covered in her sweet pussy juice. I swirl the taste around my mouth making sure I enjoy it to the full. If I could bottle this I'd be a millionaire!Resting my tongue for a bit, I try to fuck her with my nose. Now my nostrils are not inhaling smell, they are full of this hypnotising. . they're all out?" Yep", answered Natasha, all hint of amusement vanished. "And the rest.They were called out and taken away. We weren't told the final results,but it was pretty obvious they hadn't done well enough in Round 2. Most ofthem were crying, but none of them really put up a fight." And did they get, you know ..." I couldn't bring myself to say it aloud."Castrated? Well, yes and no. We didn't see anything happen to them, butwe were told they'd be chemically, you know, neutered - given. ”“A pleasure to make your acquaintance Admiral Harrow. I have heard many good things about you. I wish to extend my most humble apology for my manner and actions before.” The old man said.“Think nothing of it.” Catherine offered.Jake responded, “Apology accepted sir. Before we begin, I wonder what you thought of Bridget’s farewell to her father, Dr. Maynard Williams. She wanted to say goodbye in a manner he would have appreciated. Would you mind sharing your thoughts.”The old man thought for a.