It was all I could do to keep my mind. I won't tell you the things I had to do to convince them that their stupid equipment had warped my brain." I ca...n imagine."Angela buttoned up her blouse and smoothed down her skirt to cover her abused pussy. Without underwear, she still felt exposed and sensed the eyes of the assault team admiring her body. The overwhelming sensation was one of sheer relief that she's avoided the threatened fate of being shipped to some remote outpost to spend years. “Very good to know. Very useful, I mean,” Amy told her, “thank you for your time, Ms. Lange.”“The witness is excused,” the Chair announced as he coughed a little.What he didn’t mention was that he had a serious boner by now, and he doubted that he was alone among the committee. His eyes kept following Amy, Samira, and Whitney, for that matter, and he found his mind full of fantasies about them. Together, no less. It was pretty damn hot. His mind exited the daydreams quickly, though, when Amy. I don’t know how I didn’t piece it together before then. I felt like an idiot because it would take huge cock to make me feel like he had and I already knew whose cock was big enough. I broke into a crazed grin and then into gleeful laughter. It was Flatline.It was motherfucking Flatline. The John Galt reference after I had already told him my first masturbation discoveries were to The Fountainhead and Dante’s Inferno. And the fucking horse cock. The head fucking. I jumped up and ran to my. Sheryl answered his quizzical look. They wore them with thin sanitary pads in them to avoid a stream of juices leaking out of their highly aroused pussies onto the floor and bed. They would get rid of them in due time. Todd undressed and decided to keep his boxer briefs on to match their appearance but he couldn’t avoid having a hard-on with these centerfold beauties before his eyes and this meant after he made his cock comfortable a good part of it was sticking out of the stretched waistband..