And the other one can then behandled more...delicately....the question is which one do you pick?" "I'll leave that up to you," said Vernon. Bill shook...his head. "No, that's not how it works. You must decide." Vernon looked at the report on the table. "It's not that hard...you get paid an obscene amount of money everyyear to make decisions," continued Bill. "Yes...but I never made a choice concerning the...murder...correction,the elimination of another human being," snapped Vernon. "Or two if. "What was that?" asked Bill from the other room. The sound pierced Jon'sfantasy, and he quickly realized what happened."Just bitching about cleanup," Jon replied, as he felt the warm, stickiness inhis pants. "Oh god that felt good, maybe next time for real!" he thought tohimself.3.What Jon didn't realize was that Bill had peeked a look while he was deep insexual fantasy, and had seen him jacking off. That night, Bill thought aboutJon stroking himself in his jeans."So fucking cool. . I'm trying as hard as I can to get my cock hard but nothing is happening. It then cuts to another scene, it is the same blonde, but she is sucking a big black cock, moaning and bobbing on it, trying her best to engulf it down her throat. My mouth starts salivating at this point and I'm licking my lips. I clamber back on the bed not taking my eyes off the screen, as this black guy is forcing his cock down her throat. I realise I'm thinking more about that big black cock than I am the girl. Her. "They're still doing It."Catherine put her arm round Helen. "Are you all right?" Of course I am," Helen hugged her sister back. "Mum always tells me not to look, but I can't help sometimes. Why do they do it in such silly places? They've got a bedroom with a lock on the door and a big bed. But now they're on that little settee in the conservatory and I think they fell off onto the floor. Dad will break something one of these days."I looked at Catherine but she wouldn't catch my eye. I was.