"And he taught me how to be a hitman." Get outta here. I can't play silly games. I got work to do."Matilda grabbed Crash's arm as he turned to walk aw...y. "Please, I need your help. I need a driver and a place to stay." I ain't got no car." I'll buy you one." Yeah right! Look, you're gonna get me fired."Matilda shoved her hand into the front of her jeans and came out with the stack of one-hundred dollar bills. "See! I have money," she said waving it in front of Crash's face. "Lots of it. I will. “Who is that Berserker?” He exclaimed, “if he survives the day then send him to me!”After the battle, with me still smeared and reeking with the blood of several decapitated Frenchmen, General Wellesley granted me a battlefield commission. I was promoted to Lieutenant, and became an Officer and a Gentleman.There is more to becoming an officer than merely having the regimental tailor sew the epaulettes denoting my new rank onto my tunic. In the first place an officer’s tunic is made from a finer. “I want your big dick inside me.”Paige knew what she wanted and knew I wasn’t going to deny her. I reclined the chair back and spread her legs a little bit more as I shook my penis at her. I lowered my head between the lips of her pussy, and slowly pushed it in. She was really tight, so it took a few strokes before I could get it all inside of her.“It’s… so… good…” she breathed out between moans. She propped herself up a bit so that she could try to force her pussy farther down onto my cock.. She studiously checked her gas gauge once again and seeing that the needle hadn’t budged, she felt herself relax with the realization that gasoline must last longer than she had feared it would. The rest of her trip proved to be largely uneventful as she saw no other collisions, though she saw a few instances of one car accidents here and there, but this just cemented her idea that the Rapture had happened at night when there were very few people on the roads. She drove passed city hall and.