"Sire, are you alright?" Looking at Roth's serious face caused Ambrose to laugh longer. This of course scared Roth that Ambrose might have lost his m...ind. Suddenly quelling his laughter Ambrose turned to his friend and knight. "I am fine though I am so unsure. I just finished with scans of you three, plus a detailed analysis of my blood. You might remember when I was a cub that outbreak of the bleeding paw disease?" Roth's eyes got wide as he nodded, "As I remember thousands died on all. We have neither the equipment nor the expertise to do more, but, Sir, we think the column area does, indeed, do something.”“The feeling,” Morales insisted. “Tell the General about that.”“Oh, yes; I suppose I should. Sir, each time we entered the place, we experienced that feeling I spoke of ... It seemed to be a feeling of...”“Dread,” Morales said.“Yes. Dread seems to fit, but it seems to somehow morph into a feeling of not being welcome – of something ... vicious and unseen staring at us from. Then she walked over to the mirrors. She retouched her face and hair and went back into the restaurant. There she asked for a cab. Two minutes later she slid into the back of the car.She pointed out the directions to her hotel.It took longer for the fazed out fucktoy to change back into the waitress Brigitte. Or what was left of her. They were minutes of gasping, gagging, almost throwing up. Then there were more minutes of sobbing muffled wails. And a low, sad repetition of no's.At last she. Karen almost shouted," Put it in, feed me his big black cock honey, help it in." I rubbed the head against her soaking opening and Colin grunted as he pulled her all the way down onto his throbbing cock.Karen screamed and shouted through the next twenty minutes as Colin used her like a fuck toy. With her small frame and his powerful body he bounced her on his cock with no effort whatsoever. After my wife had another earsplitting orgasm he slowed down and laid her back on the bed and put her.