Mistress Rachel now told me," Nowlick her clean Slut." Slave's come was oozing out of my wife’s cunt now scantinches from my face. This was revoltin...g, to lick another man's come from mywife was too degrading for words. Slave shoved my face right into it, andrealizing the total futility of resisting, I began to lick her clean. Thesmell of the sweat mixed in with Chris's natural juices and Slaves muskymale odors made my mind reel, but I licked her clean bringing her to anotherorgasm. Finally she. She looked at him and then to me. “Steve, honey ... We need to talk.”That was the last thing I needed. “Yeah? We do? Who’s this, Cheryl?”“This, uh, this is Mark. Honey, Mark and I work together and, well, we’ve gotten close over the past month and ... Steve, could you just sit down for a minute? Mark listens to me and we talk, I mean really talk. He’s a great conversationalist and, well, it sort of ... grew. We went to lunch a few times and then dinner and ... Maybe a bit more.”“How much more,. Thankfully she laughed and sent back an “Lol, you’re cute.” I met her on an online dating site and I could not believe how beautiful her body looked. There was only one photo on her profile, the one where she is hiding her face, but I was already hooked. A dream come true, I thought to myself. I had never been with a girl like this, a Tgirl, before but had always wanted to. I had always dreamed of it.We messaged back and forth and to my surprise, she agreed to meet. Before she signed off, she. They'd jab the bags in several places, as many bags as they could reach. Then they used another syringe with a short, sharp needle to inject as many of the liquid containers as they could reach, piercing a corner seam in the tops of the bulk packs. Nasty!" Black explained."Are we going to have a problem with that contaminated food?" Eric asked."Hell no, Sir!" Lt. Black laughed. "It's not real food. We had bags of sawdust and rock salt instead of corn meal and lentils, and we put salt brine in.