"I pat my pockets and – sure enough it's gone. She holds it up, I snatch it out of her hands and Byron begins to laugh, "Damn Thom, you must be gett...ng old."I counter, "Oh yeah? I would have loved to see you resist Inga."She drops back, takes my arm and says, "Thom, Byron is much more impervious to my feminine charms so that is why I chose you. You were the easier target. However Byron should also check for his wallet."Byron begins to pat his pockets and gripes, "Hell! My wallet's gone. Anyways, blood started boiling inside me and years of sports that had made my body and stamina was now in for a test. Will I get into a violent battle and be declared as a stud after bashing her gang members, and suddenly I realised she has understood the gravity of situation by my expressions and was visibly uncomfortable.Should I call the police or you want to make a deal. Quite a heroic, ISS influenced statement to make. With further interrogation, loud voice, cop threatening and 1 slap, the. Now you'll see why i can't resist. Get up here!"Sam Pulls me up onto the bed face up. She starts sucking all of the leftover cum off of Wes cock. She spits on my asshole and begins to guide him in. Holy fuck. This hurts. I can't stop him but he's gunna split me in half!. For ten or so minutes it's almost unbearable.... But soon after.. It starts to feel good. Sam climbs up and sits on my face. Wes's cum is dripping from her pussy into my mouth and onto my chin. "Eat it!" Sam yells. I. I decided that, at the very least, I wanted to enact some retribution before even considering a reconciliation.When I arrived at the ER, I spotted a police officer and waved her over. I showed her my injuries and recounted the events which led up to them and asked her if I could file any criminal charges against Hildy and her fuck-buddy. She promptly assured me that there were several crimes which the two had perpetrated, and that she would be glad to take my formal statement, along with having.