She made sure the guy didn’t die, where is the fun in that? She wanted him to appreciate a long life without his little friend. She called for medic...al help on his radio. His friends nearby bandaged him so he would not bleed to death.By chance one of his friends found her in the dark. He did not see her face but he discovered her dagger, it was placed to insure his silence. She gave him a scar “to collaborate” his impossible story. After the encounter that man spread tales of his friend. Loraine’s Master probably knew that it would be useless, but one never knows for sure unless one tries. The router that is used for Partyguest is totally separate from my main system and router. They don’t even share common power lines. The Master of the collar might as well be connected to the McDonald’s down the road. I sent a tracer spike back in his direction– also probably a useless gesture, but I have a reputation to maintain.I put the actions on Partyguest out of my mind. I did,. She kicked off her high heels, wearing no underwear, she was now naked. ‘If you don’t like the way I look, I can change it back.’ She got on the bed on her back. ‘No, that’s OK,’ he said, now naked too. ‘Black is a nice change, I think. Besides, I’m getting a little black myself. You should see my fingernails and toenails.’ He got on top of her in the missionary position. She lifted her legs up, ready to receive his cock in either hole. He, of course, would only choose her vagina, and he slowly. I slobbered all over his hard dick and shaved balls and occasionally move my green eyes up to see his defined abs and grinning face pleasured by my tongue. Dustin said he wanted to 69 with me next. I wiped my chin, Sylvan and I both had a mischievous smirk and we all shared a laugh while I stood up, smacked Sylvan’s ass and Dustin moved to hang his knees over the foot of the bed.He signaled with two fingers on each hand, and a sext smile for me to climb on. Since hes taller than me, with my.