Amy led them down the hall to a white door with a starburst on it, and walked in. As they walked into the room, Beth saw another hologram of Amy blink... out of existence. Behind the desk, a young man sat there.Ken looked over at the door as it opened and Amy escorted the CNN team in to the room."Admiral, may I introduce Elizabeth Chang, her camera operator Jim Stone, and her computer operator Rick Torris," Amy said as she came to a stop next to the desk.Listing to the introductions, he got. I didn’t use it.The first strip of duct tape went over my eyes. I Heard movement, and the shuffling of clothes. He was stripping, after He blindfolded me. He didn’t have to wear the mask, any more… nor anything else. I couldn’t identify Him, at all, now.I felt His weight come down on the bed, next to me, and He rolled me onto my stomach. I didn’t resist… I wasn’t there to resist. He crossed my wrists behind my back, and then I Heard the ripping of more duct tape, and my wrists were bound. He rubbed it and the fingers of his other hand moved over the fat, wet softness of her labia. Mentally, he compared the feel with that of her young daughters. She was not smooth and hairless, like them, and the pulpy, slippery fleshrolls of her labia were parted, not close together like those of her inexperienced offspring and he imagined the feel of her softness wrapped around the base of his cock. He slipped a finger into the snug, wet clasp of his aunt's vagina and felt it contract."We. I guess it would be like me trying to stroke a roll of paper towels today in comparison! I knew that it was making me harder but my shyness would not prevent me from getting too hard. He must have known he was going to try and play with me because he had a tube of some type of lubricant in his pocket and smeared it on how cock. My goodness! How it felt good to glide my hand up and down on his massive dick. I was not sure whether I would have stayed had it not been for him still holding my arm.