He rested his arms for a while, completely enthralled by the girls’ determination to get him off, to get their milk. He reached his arms out around ...his cock’s playmates and rested his hands on their asses, gently caressing them through their tight shorts, tracing the outlines of their panty lines all around their firm bottoms, then his fingers followed the seams of their shorts which guided his hands onto ever moistening spots between their legs.He put his hands in, between their legs and ever. You make me stand up and you put all my clothes and your toys back into your bag. The pavilion is unlocked. You take your camera and put it back into its case. You then grab the leash and lead me out to your car…you open the trunk and motion me inside. Telling me to get in the trunk. I climb in puzzled. You close the trunk…and get in the car. You drive what seems like hours to me. When the car stops you open the trunk and pull me out. You hose and dry me off before tugging me into the building. I had to kill her, though. It wasn’t pleasant and it certainly wasn’t easy, but when you’ve been behind the wall that’s not so difficult. There was so much blood though. She took so long to die! But she’d have been killed anyway when they’d found I’d escaped. And I’ve been free for two days now. No food. No people. Nothing. But free!” “Was it so fucking awful behind the wall?” wondered Sharon. “It’s been so shitty on this side of the wall, we just couldn’t imagine it being worse on the other. And she was defintely attractive enough. Maybe he could spare a few minutes for a little interrogation?He slowly raised his head to peer over the crest of the hill. The tent was visible. Their flag still fluttered overhead. Yet, there was no one in sight. Where were those two sad sacks?Reid crept up to the tent. His eyes swept the terrain around them, seeing nothing out of place. He strained, listening for any sounds that might give away what was happening. From inside he heard the sound of.