She let me continue a minute before gently pushing me away."We should relax," she said in her thick accent. "There is no need to rush. Come out to the...patio. I made some drinks."I nodded. Everyone followed Nina through the living room and out to their back patio. There was a picture of something and glasses sitting on the table. Several comfortable-looking chairs surrounded an iron fire pit.Nina introduced herself to Wendy. I watched as both women ogled each other. I could tell they were. "I'm gonna cum, miss" he said, so she opened her mouth and started wanking him to cum over her tongue. He grabbed it and bounced it's head against her cheeks. "Uh uh, not in my face. We're on a bus!" she said, taking it back into her possession and rubbing it frantically. He moaned as quietly as he could as he blew his load into her mouth, watching his thick white semen fire out over and over her tongue and down the back of her throat. As she felt he was almost done, she sucked the last drops. He stood there fidgeting for a minute before he started talking.“It’s not like it sounded, honey. I didn’t...”“Shovel that horseshit somewhere else, Mark. I guess I know now how come you were so well informed about the behavior of sluts. The relative of your boss? Ever hear the parable about not shitting in your living room? All this time I was working, proud that you could afford your hobby, I find out your hobby was screwing sluts? We’re done, Mark. There’s not a thing you can say that will. Hank, Joe and Buddy are supposed to load all those guns, then go by the Lunsford Farm and get all those guns too, and bring them here to the office, until I can build a room for all of them - and my collection too.”“We’ll take care of it Josey. If we don’t get through, I’ll come back and help them Saturday.”“Pick out a set of silver service and take to your Mom. Get one for yourself too. One day, we’ll build you a house and you’ll want stuff like that.”“Josey – stop.”“Stop what?”“You have given.