I was hoping you could give me a little background, something that I could use for a sidebar to the main story about the trouble they're causing here...." You mean things like the president of the organization drives a Mercedes, and the VP-Treasurer lives in a million-dollar house in Malibu?" Not that sort of thing, necessarily," Mike said. "What I'd really like is to find someone in authority saying on record that the group is a scam." Dream on, Mike," Andy said. "We'd like to find that, too.. ’ She turned to look at him probably to judge his reaction. ‘Oh no Chris it would take two hands to hold him he was so big.’ ‘So much larger than me, do you think he would fit inside you.’ ‘I doubt it, he was a giant compared to you.’ ‘But would you try if he was laying here beside you.’ She didn’t speak but had another orgasm as her answer. For the rest of the weekend the two made love, night and day, always bringing in her mysterious lover as a fantasy to their bed. Sunday night they lay. It was all she wore. She pulled them up her tanned, fit legs until they cupped the bare naked mound of her sex. She lowered herself onto the foot of the bed, pulled her heels up to the mattress, and spread her knees wide. Leaning back on her left elbow, she gazed into the mirror over her dresser and watched the slender middle finger of her right hand trace her magic slit through the thin layer of soft white cotton. Suzanne moaned when her fingertip found the hood of her clit, her eyes focused. Once each nipple was through and hanging down, the solider fixed a small sharp clip to each nipple. I felt the claws sink in and a throbbing pain fill each nipple. A pain that felt warm and not quiet as bad as I would have imagined it would.Behind me hands stroked my panties, caressing them. Each movement slowly getting lower and then one hand slid between my spread legs. "Please be patient" the officer ordered me "while I carry out an inspection" Horror filled me as I felt the fingers against.