"Told you that you screamed loudly," I replied."Alright, let's go inside before the rain hits," she said.We turned around, walked up the porch steps, ...nd prepared to enter Becca's house."Have a good day!" Mr. Wartmon yelled. "Hey, maybe someday I'll get to taste that sweet pussy too! What do you say, Becca?" Not gonna happen!" she yelled. "So fuck off!" With pleasure," he answered.Yep. Mr. Wartmon was one strange horny old man.Becca and I sat down on the couch in her living room."Not going to. When we traded places he thought I was easy meat but found the knife driven into his sternum. It hurt a little but it took the cockiness from him very quickly."You were too sure of yourself and this lead to your defeat. You also can't think that every opponent is going to be the equal of your most difficult adversary."We did the attack in slow motion again and he saw how I got control of his knife and used it against him. When we broke for our meal, Curtius was the only one to be stabbed. I layed in my bed, and listened very intently. Trying to catch every word that was spoken, listening for moans, anything sexual. After a few minutes I started to get up when I heard the bathroom door close. I immediately stopped and turned around heading back to my bed. I heard the shower turn on and the shower curtain drawn. I then got and tiptoed to the now shut door. I could hear them kiss and my mom quietly moan time to time. I thought about looking in from the bedroom entrance since the. That was very good for your first blow job. Now while I have you hear, kneeling, blind folded…”Master Instructed Colby to lay on his back on the table and to spread his legs. Master ran his fingers over Colby’s pale body leaving goosebumps as he went. Finally resting his finger tips on Colby’s flaccid manhood. Master stood between Colby’s legs gently handeling Colby’s intimates. Master had no intention of bringing Colby to pleasure, but he did want to make Colby uncomfortable in order to.