“Thanks for the great intro, Paul. It’s nice to know that I was your best partner when we were Marshals. Unfortunately, you only tied for my second best with Daryl. Daryl Evans is now my second-in-command at Bascomb’s Landing.” I waved my hand to one of the employees at the rear of the large room as I raised the whistle to my lips. After two short blasts he opened the door and hastily stepped out of the way as Max tore down the chastity cock cage aisle, leaping up onto the stage where he stopped quickly at my side. “Yes, my best partner for the past six years is my dog, Max. Actually, his name is Maximilian von something that I can never remember. Max is smarter than a lot of the people I’ve met during that time and as you can see he’s looking around the room for my wife, Lucy.” I bent at the waist and pointed to her. Lucy waved and caged cuck Max relaxed, sitting to my side. “Okay, now let me tell you how I engineered the destruction of a major drug ring that had plagued our area for years. It all began when I got lost. I had to detour off I-40 west of Memphis and between the darkness and the heavy rain it was all I could do to see the road. I drove until I saw lights in the parking lot at Lulubelle’s Diner in Bascomb’s Landing, Tennessee. The woman inside offered me her couch for the night in return for a ride to her mobile home. As you can see I’m pretty big and her couch was pretty small—more a loveseat than a couch--so she told me I should just sleep with her. That alone should tell you everything you need to know about the woman who vanessa cage handjob is now my wife. I wound up staying with her for more than a week until the weather cleared up. On the Friday Max and I were in the local diner when two gunmen tried to pull a stick-up. Max took one and I took the other. I had mine handcuffed in Harmony Cage a minute and Max had broken eight bones in the man’s hand, wrist, and arm in a lot less time. No shots were fired and none of the fifty customers and staff was injured. It was the following day when I learned that the woman who had taken me in was Lucille Bascomb. Right—Bascomb as in Bascomb’s Landing. “On Sunday afternoon Max and I were invited to her parents’ weekly party on their spacious patio where I noticed that the bartender was spending an awful lot of time Alezgi Cage down behind the bar.” I heard a few chuckles then so I continued. “I can see that several of you also know what was happening. I told Lucy’s father after dinner that he was being victimized and—sure enough—we found a bunch of empty bottles with all kinds of handwritten fancy brand labels on them. He was pouring the good stuff into the empty bottles and serving cheap junk to the guests. “Now we get to the first good part. As if providence had spoken there was a sudden knock on the door and a rough crewman entered and looking directly at Tracey said, “Quite a few. He glared at me. 3/ Sally would be Trudy’s slave pig girl as well. One of the guys with us went to bar to get us some drinks while the rest of us went to a table by the door. Paul always had a thing for Amy he watched her grow into a beautifully sexy young women. I chastity cock cage needed to pee so I wiped my hands and made caged cuck my way into the house. They even used a motel room on the weekends when Ernest wasn’t working or playing golf. Tabby gave instructions to the driver. They both got under the sheets and took vanessa cage handjob off each other’s clothes slowly. We should be Harmony Cage able Alezgi Cage to get a very lovely lady for, I don’t know, hundreds not thousands. To him, it was more erotic than seeing naked women fuck. He needs to ask you a few questions about what you saw tonight. "Please, do come in. We have much to discuss." She wrenched up my skirt, exposing my half-hard dick soaked in Pita's juices. "What do you mean by that?"