I pulled Rhea off my cock and up onto the bed. On her knees in front of me she bent herself down onto the bed letting her breasts push into the bed, s...read her legs and offered herself to me. I could see her pink and swollen pussy lips dripping with her juices and the milky cum beginning to seep out of her ass. I got between her legs and brought my cock to the pool of cum between her ass cheeks. I spread it over the head of my cock and down between her legs to her pussy lips. I pressed against. ..perhaps a blessing over the meal or a prayer. The next thing he did rather astonished me because I'd never seen anyone eat their napkin. He picked up what I thought was his napkin, twisted it a bit to make it less wide, and then dipped it into whatever was in that large bowl, and then ate the portion of it that was wet. He then indicated by gestures that I should do the same thing. When I did I assumed that instead of being napkins, they must be some type of home-made bread. I believe anyone. Why else would he brush my lips that way? I needed an excuse for him to come back. I downed my drink and pressed the call button once more. He appeared and this time the smile was already crossing his lips. “How may I be of service Miss?” “I’m ready…” His eyebrow quirked up, “for another drink.” I finally finished. He defiantly winked this time as he fetched my drink. While he was away I took my hair down from the knot and fluffed it out a bit. It flowed nicely down my shoulders. I also undid. The men had proved during the robbery that they did not care whom they might kill, so my conscience was clear for me to shoot them all.Keeping that in mind, I cocked my shotgun and aimed at the poker table without breaking the window. Without warning, I fired both barrels at the men sitting at the table. I was able to include two of the men in the shot pattern, so they were down for sure, and, if I was lucky, I might wound the other two.I fired through the window and did, indeed, hit the two.