I got to fearing that Marco Ricci wouldn’t find me and kill me. There was just one small glimmer of hope, and that was when I called you, Jim, and b...gged for help. Coming home and getting shot became preferable to continuing as I was. I used the last of my money for the cab ride to the airport to meet you. That was also when I had the epiphany about my life and the new direction I needed to take.”“I said softly, “Well, you’re past that now. You’re a different person, and with friends and other. Right now, I’m teaching a lesson to Margaret Cooler, a rich white chick who thinks she’s all that. I don’t like people like that. Even if they look good. Truth be told, this five-foot-ten, pretty-faced, big and sexy, blonde-haired, green-eyed white chick looked kind of good. However, she was way too full of herself and involved in all kinds of dangerous activities which made her a danger to herself and others. If you ask me, they need to be taken down a peg or two. Especially wealthy and. We all could see him jerking, every time his cock sent a stream of hot cum into the Angels mouth.She never missed the smallest drop, but swallowed it all, and continued to lick and suck until he was completely soft. Then she turned to me, grabbed my cock and locked her lips around the head.I hold about 3 seconds before I release my cum in her mouth. Still moaning as if she got a orgasm, she swallowed everything......After that it was quiet. We sat completely relaxed.Angel started to fix her. Once in Pete's room, I pulled out a beer. I wasn't sure what I was going to do. I was horny as hell thinking about both Cheryl and Marti and even about Kathy now. I hadn't had an orgasm since just after lunch, and I knew I was ready again for at least one more round. I thought about the gym or the bar. The bar would be a better place to find someone. There was always Cheryl and Chuck's room. Fucking Cheryl while she sucked Chuck would be great.I was sitting there in my underwear contemplating.