Sophie tries to struggle but she couldn’t escape Everett’s grip as he began to thrust in and out of her mouth. “Wow you got a mouth on you Sans.... I’ve been wanting to do this since I saw you on tv.” said Dan Everett as he fastens his pace into Sophie’s mouth. Spit began to spurt out of her mouth and over her face. Sophie began to gag and was having trouble breathing. She started slap her hands on his thighs, so he can breathe but all it did was have Dan shove his dick all the way in and hold. She’s sitting up in the bed, now. In my bed, far from where her husband thinks she’s sleeping. She stretches and yawns, her arms reaching out above her head. The movement pulls her breasts upwards a little, making them appear fuller and perkier, and I’m almost turned on. No, I am turned on. My morality suffers even greater defeat when she stands and shuffles into the bathroom. It’s not a model’s scrawny ass…it’s a woman’s, and that’s fantastic. The next morning we go out for breakfast. She. . and stopped dead in his tracks."Where do you think you're going, mister?" Marcy Driscol stood in the doorway, blocking his path to the Mercedes. In the glow of the emergency lights, he could see the determined look on her face and the single barreled shotgun, which was aimed squarely at his chest."Hello, Marcy. So good of you to make it." Mitch reached for the holstered 1911."Don't even think about it," she warned."We both know that peashooter ain't loaded. But before you die." He paused.. From Mom, no less!“Back for more, huh? Must be a glutton for punishment, dickhead!” I taunted Jerry, wanting him to abandon caution and fly off into a rage.“You stupid little worm ... she’s MINE! MINE! You sick, motherfucking bastard! And you, disgusting little worm, sucking your own son’s cock? A vampire cock! Ugh!” Jerry predictably flew off the handle and I went for my opening.I drove that wooden stake straight into his chest, somehow knowing where the heart was on instinct. Jerry screamed.