.. I had myself convinced that this was the smart thing to do. Leave it alone, you got paid. You are still alive and whatever was going on was law enf...rcement stuff.Hell no!That isn’t how I operate. Mistake or not professional or not, that Shiss poop shoveling arsewipe and his cowardly friend needed to find out what it meant to be hunted by Angel T. Marifou. I would not take a contract for a billion credits until ... well yeah maybe for a billion I would. But not a credit lower.I was just about. This immense, sexual stimulus on her tits caused Rachel to moan loudly.“Oh my God! Oh fuck—ungh—you’re tongue feels so—aah—fucking good!” Rachel said through moans. Jake’s free hand went down to Rachel’s soaking panties and started slowly rubbing her vagina through the thin fabric. This caused Rachel to squirm and moan a lot more frequently and loudly.“Ahhhh… You’re sooo good at this!” Rachel moaned. Jake continued doing this for five minutes when he decided to get down to business. Jake halted. With a start, Jasmine realized that she had, indeed, called the cave home, and more than once. Her first inclination was to say that she didn’t really have a term that seemed to fit the area of the cave where they lived, so had just called it home, but she knew that wasn’t all of it. Our cave is, indeed, beginning to feel like home. Only after a moment did she realize that she had thought of the cave as belonging to both of them. When did that start? she wondered. I used to think of it as. She said, “Charlie, my own darling, I love you more dearly than ever. It is true I am considerably older than you, but you are now twenty-five years of age, and, therefore, a full-grown man. I wish to endow you with all my great wealth, and I offer you my hand in marriage. Do not suppose I want to monopolize this dear prick.” (We were in bed naked, and had just concluded a most exquisite fuck.) “No, with our love of variety we will still seek it out, but as husband and wife we can do so with.