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Patricia is our Chief of Operations here at Command-One. Listen to her. Otherwise, she’ll kick your ass.” “I believe it,” Dave smirked. Almost the moment Ben left, Patricia got a signal from one of her employees that they needed to show her something. “Mr. Brighton, with me.” Dave nodded and followed as Patricia approached the desk of the employee who had signaled her. “What’ve we got?” she asked. “Might be a chickling, Madam Chief,” said the young man working the screen. All Dave could make out was a series of commands, but he suspected there was more to it. “Got a surge of fire magic from a rough neighborhood in Detroit. No cum ID on the user, so it’s not one of ours.” “Give me a visual, please.” After a few seconds of typing, he brought up tits a live feed of an apartment in what looked like a housing project. As he watched, Dave’s jaw dropped at realizing this feed was actually coming from inside the apartment. “How are you able to see in there?” he asked. “Like I said, we enhance the NSA equipment with sorcery. Basically, we locate the nearest camera, make it invisible, and teleport it into the home we need to see into,” Patricia replied, still more interested in the image onscreen. A little black girl of about six or seven was bawling her eyes out, a boy that could have been her older brother lying on the floor in front of her. The boy appeared to have severe burns blowjob all over his body. “Uh oh, here comes Mama,” Patricia continued, seeing an adult woman enter the frame with a phone in hand. “James, intercept that call.” “On it.” James then grabbed a headset and activated a call program on his computer screen. “911, what is your emergency?” Dave watched in awe as the Masons set about their tasks. While James worked to calm the hysterical mother over the phone, a containment team was dispatched to their home with haste. Once there, they treated the boy’s wounds and healed him back to perfect health. The mother was obviously shocked cumshot by this, which prompted Patricia’s next action. “Time for a house call. Mr. Brighton, you’ll accompany me, but let me do all the talking. Understand?” “No problem,” Dave replied. With a Swallow wave of her hand, Patricia teleported both of them to the hallway leading to the apartment they had seen onscreen. Ahead of them, the door stood open and the building echoed with the sounds of angry shouting. Dave stuck close beside Patricia as she walked calmly into the apartment, seeing her men being lit into by the mother. “Madam Chief,” the man in charge said. “That will be all, Mr. Matthews. I’ll take it from here,” Patricia replied. Turning to the distressed woman, she continued, “Miss Orson, my name is Patricia. I need to talk to you about the incident a few minutes ago.” “Just who the hell are you people? She still sat on me while my softening cock resided in her. My hands stroked her body as she whimpered. “Don’t hold back, cumshot we are both watching you. Many these story well have sitting at edge of your seat .hopefully you will experience the rush I blowjob did and utter let tits down that came with each cum near miss. Sherry said we seen you on TV last night saving 7 little girls, we know what you did. Sharing Huck's cum? You know that, don’t you?” Mr. Cady smiled at Hannah and looked at the clock, the hour of Swallow the hang was fast approaching. Sure." He cupped my breasts with both his hands and kneaded it. She realized that during the first period her loss of control almost had her naked in front of her class begging to be allowed to orgasm. “I give it two weeks at the outside.”