We are taking pictures of the dead and wounded as you requested.” Andy said.“Are the wounded able to come back sitting in a G5 or they need cots,�...�� I asked.I asked that to see if Andy was holding anything back. I knew things he did not.There are 20 of my men and ladies that have serious shrapnel wounds; there are 5 that are more serious they took bullets through the extremities. As crowded as we are here it would be best that they all go home. I am sending you an attachment with their names and. This foot was also quickly tied to the bed. Tom took the blindfold and slipped it over her head and covered her eyes. The gag followed suit. Now she was completely vulnerable. She felt him move from the bed and wondered what he would start with. The whip? The feather? Maybe just his hands. She felt a light tickling on her face. The feather. She felt it as it made its way down her cheek and onto her neck. Then it was on her breast and playing around her nipple. Suddenly the phone was ringing.. She did it again, giving him the rough stuff without any mercy, up and down on his hard pole, breasts swinging. It wasn’t even five minutes before he shot a second load inside her, this third so far. His expression as he shoved his hips up to meet her, the underside of the his penis contracting as he pumped semen into her sopping folds, was like there was someone squeezing his testicles. Finally he finished, and she stayed in place, savoring the feel of his softening member deep in her, along. She slowly walked over to the doors as I just stood there in pure shcok, not realzing that I should get the hell out of there. She opened the doors to find me standing there with my erect dick hanging out and my pants around my ankles. The second she saw me she grabbed a towel and wrapped herself as I pulled my pants back up. "Get over here now!" she yelled at me."Anne I am so sorry, I can explain..." I started."Shutup! How long has this been happening?" First time, I swear!" "And I am.