“That redacted information is a huge problem, no one should have that much of a redaction on that small of a file.” "I can help with that," CGB said, his posture shifting at the thought. He could get her to talk and would enjoy the process immensely. Murph looked at him annoyed, "She's not a UPP soldier but she's heavily associated with them. She probably has a lot of information on..." "Commanders?" Both men turned their attention to the physician as he walked into the waiting room. Morgan came up behind him with a red lollipop in her mouth, her arms crossed over her chest. They both stared at her as she stood silently, their conversation now halted. "Are you okay?" Murph asked, walking up to her first. He softly tipped her chin up to see her throat; the dark finger marks were prominent and extensive, with a little more pressure Hank could have easily broken her neck. She turned her head away from him without responding. "Miss O'Bryan is expected to make a full recovery, I don't see any signs of permanent damage. Just take it easy with any strenuous activity over the next few days," the physician said, looking at both men. They knew what he meant by that. "She should also probably come back for a follow up soon, her blood pressure is very high. I tried to run blood and urine tests but she… um… declined." CGB moved behind her to see cowgirl her back, grimacing at the three bruises that now matched her neck in hue. "Alright, I want you on standby for 36 hours, she will be staying at the Center moving forward." "Oh no, sucks you're not locking me in that fucking dump again," Morgan slipped, breaking her silence. She needed access to their houses to gather useful information, the residence at the Center was just a glorified prison cell. She stepped back from couple both of them, looking around the room for an exit. "Don't bother," Murph sneered, moving towards her. "You're not going anywhere, this little game you've been playing is over. You…," he said, roughly taking her face in his hand, "are never getting ahold of birth control again." Morgan slapped his hand away, "You have some fucking nerve asshole. How did you do it huh?! How did you go into my fucking body and steal mine from me?! You had no right..." "No!" Murph said, cutting her off abruptly. "You have no young rights. doggystyle Your body belongs to us, you are our property and we've decided you will not be taking any fucking birth control. That's dick the end of it." Murph said, his voice cold and matter of fact. She shook with anger, if she had a weapon she would have tried to kill him right then and there. "The fuck it is!" she screamed, throwing her lollipop at his face. "I fucking hate you and I will never forgive you for this. Do you hear me Joe? NEVER!" Both of them were wearing lacy bras, garters, thigh high stockings and high heels. In person, he was sucks considerably shorter than me with a bit of a beer belly. She came up again, kissing my neck and cheek. “Keep going. And all the buttons were undone except two which just about covered his genitals. A pleasure.” Turning to Dave, she said, “If you’ll hang here for a bit, I’ve just got a couple of things to take care of with Maddie, need to get her credentials and ID cards. I began to withdraw my withering cock from Dakota. They were dick tired and took naps, Roger and Mike settled in chairs looking out over the river while the girls took the beds. Neither Tina nor Jill were in the playroom. I mused for a moment. On the way to the hotel he grabbed me and give me a first intense French kiss, grabbed my ass and in the elevator of his hotel we were already all over each other. I slowly thrust forward as she pushes her butt back. “That’s right fat boy,” Billy said one again. I swallowed, my cheeks burned. “A week! Why did I do that? I was pissed at my cousins and agent. My entire body burned. Her torso was taut and muscular couple – I was sure I could bounce a quarter off her abs, the way I’d been taught to test the make-up of our cots when I was in the navy in my twenties. For those who don't follow my blog, cowgirl let me fill you in on where I am. I lied and told her that I was too, but added that together we’d all get through it and soon be wondering what we were worried about. I thrust my arm before me, focusing at the ogre and moved my fingers. "Hey, hun." He was in such orgasmic bliss that he couldn’t control himself. I told her yes I know it’s wrong and you are right but I am all the time excited on you and hard. Do not worry though. They rolled doggystyle over her like a tsunami, each slam I made triggering another climax, as if my young penis were a firing pin and her body was a machine gun.