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  • "Smoke fast, we don't want to be late," the driver with rust-colored hair advised. Sheila waited for us at the door of the media and entertainment center located in the back corner of the ground floor. Obviously, the Society had spared no expense when they’d built the cabin and the indoor amphitheater. Arranged in a half circle around an elevated stage at the bottom of the well were four tiers of comfortable movie-theater-style seating. Several huge ultra-high definition flat screen televisions dominated the back wall. Judging by the Society of Sister's logo displayed on the primary screen, one of the women in the colony was an excellent artist and graphic designer. The pastel pink and red image of two nude women amateur holding hands in front of a flower blossom rendered in the style of Georgia O'Keeffe floated in the center of the black screen. Lush maroon colored carpeting covered the floor, and indirect lighting fixtures on the walls and asian ceiling of the hall provided illumination. The soft murmur of conversation from the two-dozen women in attendance descended into silence as Sheila led Alice and me down the aisle toward a white oak conference table in the middle of the stage. Three leather bound executive Indian office chairs faced the audience from behind the table. Microphones and nameplates sat in front of each seat. She climbs towards me on the bed and immediately goes after my cock which isn't hard just yet. She reasoned that the more we ate now the less we’d need to carry. And with the drug effect quickly dissipating the humiliated women could not hold their cries of anguish. The adversarial undertone was rapidly losing its subtlety, and I worried that we might be verging on outright hostility. She leaned back and slowly pulled her shirt off, tossed it aside, and presented her small breasts to me. She leaned back forward, and a breast founds its way to my mouth. Yes! “We were studying!” I gasped, remembering the last time I had two boys in my bedroom. Naturally I was a lot quicker than them and I waited for them in reception. John was being very vocal as he foce fed me his cock. Knowing I am just a teen with a little experience I did not want to ejaculate at this stage so I started to concentrate on something else by retracting and expanding my Elvish pearl in a pulsating manner. She rocked up and down on me. He shrugged, “Mostly, once they see this place, they start hearing wedding bells and dreaming of living a life of luxury.” “You mean, like, after a big argument? She is going with her boss, Charles. “Mmm, love my brother,” I purred. “Perhaps I will toy with you before I kill and eat you. She shuddered a few times as the waves of pleasure dissipated. “Oh, okay.” I plainly responded. ˝It's good to see the terrorists have not caught everyone. “Just don’t be the one to be an asshole to this kid. Bernie sucked cock and was fucked and eaten…Maria was expert at cunnilingus, making Bernie squirm and squeal and come all over her…and Maria even seemed a little jealous when Al fucked Bernie up the ass and he seemed to like it so much. Then she’d know Omar and his employers had hidden her even from God’s eyes. They weren't in my locker. But that wasn’t the message she was giving me. She and I were Indian mind locked again and I knew she was anticipating me as asian much as I was her. You entwine your thumbs into the hems of her panties, sliding them down her amateur long legs, legs you just want to rake your fingernails over. Much to my surprise, ate unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out. My tongue danced about his cock. Her legs flailed more fiercely than ever, her uninjured foot kicking with all its might against the spindly frame as it tried to resist, but soon it occurred.