Maybe we can get Sharples some bad press, and that’ll intensify him as the problem child.’ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Back in the present, wi...th the sun now having set and the search parties using flashlights and lanterns in the darkness. Cindy and I sat at the command center tent, listening to progress reports. ‘Commander, couldn’t we be at Headquarters monitoring this search?’ Cindy asked. ‘Yep.’ I replied, understanding her. ‘Or from Precinct 3 or Precinct 1 Headquarters. This is for. On the way to Jessica's house Lina decided if she was about to be roasted she would no longer need the clothes she was wearing and could now proudly display her cunt-tag like Jessica was doing, only Jessica had plans on being fully dressed so no one could see her tag by the time Lina was in the oven.Finally Jessica and Lina made it to her house and ran straight to the kitchen, "Mom this is Lina her mother agreed to let you roast her for Thanksgiving, now can I please get dressed?" she begged,. And the way to get it was to suck or fuck Hammer or those he sent to see her.She bent low to change the angle of the prick filling her body, to feel it rubbing against the root of her own cock and to feel the length of the turgid shaft of flesh probe her heated sheath in a slightly different manner. Hammer lazily reached up and touched the oh so sensitive and new boobies that Calienté was growing while saying, “Cum for me pretty girl.”Lightning struck! At least that was how it seemed to. Nothing could happen in a crowded restaurant. Besides, her husband was right next to her.Across the room, the stranger licked his lips as if he wanted to eat her the way her husband was chewing on his steak. Maggie smiled and thought, "If only."She watched as he was seated at a table across the room from her. There was another man, who was equally large, seated at the table with him. Almost as soon as he sat down he was staring at her again. Then he got up and headed for the rest rooms that.