"You take the minutes at every meeting, and you've been doing it since the day you became a member of the Society. Nobody asked you to stop." She looked at Martha and Belinda in conversation with Jennifer. “You’re knack with words is appreciated. We need a historian; it might as blowjob well be you." She patted my head and walked to the stage. I had an uneasy feeling in my gut as I followed my mistress of mixed messages. Until I knew the lay of the land, I would make my way gingerly through the shifting moods of the Sisterhood. The twin SkyFire events had left everyone anxious and uneasy. The confrontation with the Sheriff and his posse was a troubling first introduction to the new world beyond our walls. Like the minds of soldiers finishing basic training on the evening of war, the frame of mind of the Society was big transitioning from cum theory to practice. It was exhilarating and terrifying; a high wire act without a net. No matter how amazing was our grace or beautiful our style, it was still the same distance to the ground if we missed the wire. "With the hour being..." Sheila asian held her gavel at the ready and stared at the silent grandfather clock at the front wall of the amphitheater. Unwound, the dormant timepiece had ticked its last tock at two-twenty-two on the afternoon or morning of some previous japanese day. "Oh, bother," she grumbled as she checked her watch. "Ah hum, the time being twenty-one hundred hours, more or less, I declare this meeting of the leadership council to be in session, Sheila Carson presiding. Today's agenda is in three parts. Firstly, the council will direct a hearing into the circumstances leading to the detention and subsequent liberation of Darlene and Seraina," the Commander said as she held up a single finger. "Secondly," she extended another digit, "we will examine the conduct of our rescue party during our, er, rather sticky encounter with the Sheriff's Department. Today's actions may have significant implications for our future relationships with local law enforcement. Finally, we have unfinished business from our last meeting." Sheila turned to face me. "Mister Wolf's performance review and duty assignment. We'll deal with that after dinner recess. But, enough of that. Before we begin, let's all welcome home our sisters, Darlene and Seraina," the chief said as she embraced each of the women. I scanned the hall as I rose to my feet and became one with the assembly as we flooded the hall with a defiant wave of joyful applause. We had met the enemy and prevailed, at least for the moment. With a gentle tap of the hammer, Sheila returned the hall to silence as she pointed to the returned women and beckoned them to rise. "Speak truthfully so that we may better know your mind. We know that your return was delayed by red tape, something to do with missing paperwork. What happened after we left that caused you to become prisoners?" "We were closing on the two Hybrid-Electric Ford F-250 trucks and about ready to complete the transaction when we the manager noticed an error in the title. The VIN was wrong, and the registry was closed," Darlene explained as she walked across the platform and stood before Martha and the other councilors. "We decided to rent a couple of rooms for the night and finish the mission when we got the titles sorted out," Seraina joined her companion as her voice trailed off into a whisper, and her body tensed like she was standing on the edge of an abyss. "What happened next?" Sheila bridged the silence with a soothing voice of inquiry. "All hell broke loose an hour after we settled in,” Darlene said as she inhaled and held her breath for a moment before continuing. "I opened our door to investigate, and a terrified girl ran into our room," Seraina said as she gave Darlene's hand an additional squeeze of strength and affection. A great, hunched beast lumbered across the glass, its head bowed, its snout almost pressed to the glass. He could get in serious trouble for this, prison time even. Cho could only watch as he grabbed her sister like a bowling ball and drove blowjob her japanese to the breaking point. I growled a warning out. That’s probably a world record. "You ok?" I ask. So things were going well for Ryan’s challenges. “What’s going on? I mean Ashley couldn’t ever know about it and I know you would want to be apart of our children life..and don’t tell me you would settle just knowing watching from far through pictures on Facebook. I have never had anyone to lick my hair big unless it was covered with cum. I put my arm around her and pulled her close. It was a slow sensual coupling the true art of making love with passion . The two kissed and nibbled at each other as their hands explored each others bodies sending waves of pleasure through each cum other. Her creamy spice filled my nose with every inhalation. “I will be late for class!” she realized and this broke her mood. Then father felt your realm next to ours grow stronger. Ahead of me, the trees. OH GAWD, I’M CUMMING SO HARD….SO HARD!” She announces as her knees buckle underneath her. And she was sitting crossed legged or Indian style as we called it back then. “At least somebody appreciates me” she thought to herself. Just thinking about it made me smile. “I never ever imagined it could be like asian that.