But they never said anything because they mistakenly believed the baby-faced boy would kill them without a second thought.Jake would have killed them....That was a fact. But he was starting to have many second thoughts.It was during the summer of Jacob's 17th year when he finally started to feel remorse. His parents hadn't raised him to be a killer. They raised him to be respectful and respectable.The next spring, Jake Dunn had left the employee of the man intent on owning all of a small Nebraska. This guy made her cum so many times I lost count. He didn't stop for the 20 minutes they had left. She had to have cum at least 20 times. There was no doubt that she came easily, AND she was a screamer. I would have been surprised if everyone in a mile hadn't known she was enjoying being fuck. He was MAKING HER DAY. he finally came, and she was as limp as a wet towel. It took her several seconds to get enough strength to turn around and suck him clean so he could go. After he DID leave she laid. After the tenth uppercut; she backed off. He stood there momentarily, then sunk to his knees and fell face first to the canvas. He rolled into the fetal position, while the ref counted him out. He didn't know it but he had gotten off lucky. Last year she would have held him against the ropes, and thrown a series of lefts and rights to his head, breaking his nose and rendering him unconscious before she quit. When her hand was raised in victory, she walked over to the beaten fighter and extended. ?Roll over and watch this bitch,? he commanded with a growl.I complied immediately and quickly and as I watched, the bishop aimed god at the ground as he pumped his massive load of seed. The ground was covered with my own vomit. The vile contents of my stomach that god had so recently forced me to purge. Rope after rope, stream after stream of gods wonderful semen poured over top of the vomit pooled on the floor. God came and came. Eight, nine, ten huge streams of sperm kept falling from the.