Cindy moaned passionately and her eyes rolled in her head as the big dog brought her to the brink of sexual madness."I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" she sq...uealed, and she laughed sensuously as wave upon wave of cummy pleasure rushed through her pussy.She came wetly and her pussy got drenched again and again even as King slurped up her cunt-juices. The resulting sensations were mind- boggling for her, and she whimpered as the dynamic cunt-licking went on and on.Ripples of orgasmic pleasure went. I'll take your suitcase; you wear what I have for you in these drawers. Get changed and come down stairs and we'll get started."The only thing I found to wear looked like maybe a pair of bicycle shorts except the butt wasn't padded. They fit snug against my body and my dick still firm made an obscene lump in the front. Red faced I made my way downstairs to find my Uncle on his knees before Aunt, I mean Ms. Mandy. When I got closer, I could see Uncle Jack was painting Ms. Mandy's toenails."Good. Had you been at the base, she would have died."Little One didn't respond immediately, and the group jogged on down the mountain. As the miles slid by, Jeff's hearing picked up the change in Carter's breathing, although the big man was trying to conceal it. He's struggling, but he hasn't slacked up a bit. Dammit, he's never going to be a distance runner, but he walked/jogged for miles with a wounded buddy on his shoulder, and he wouldn't let anyone else carry him.Moving closer to Carter, he. "Why did you do that," Audrey complained. "You made him angry." I think that I must have hit a sore spot," Phil answered, grinning. "I wonder what these 'Gods' of his are supposed to be like." They won't tell us," she pouted prettily. "But why did you say those things?" Because your Mr. Jordan and his friends look like thoroughly bad apples to me. I've worked for the government long enough to see some pretty raw deals pulled when somebody thought that they could get away with it, but at least.