He never got the chance to fire as I squeezed the trigger and his head snapped back. His fall backwards was in slow motion as Dragon finally dropped o...to my shoulder.I glanced at her as she rose up to mantle and hiss angrily. I shook my head and removed the sling with her eggs and set it in a seat nearby, “Nest.”She rubbed my face and dropped down to the seat and crawled into the sling. I sat beside her and leaned back as port officers descended to pull the body away. They kept looking at me as. I felt amazing. Sure my pussy was a bit sore from the pounding it took last night but even that didn’t stop me from having a go with Sasha’s left behind dildo. It felt good but it wasn’t the same as having someone doing it for me, fuck me with it or the real thing. I called Sasha but she would be busy all day. I tried watching porn but it only made me crave the real thing even more. I scanned the personal ads on Craig’s List but nothing really peaked my interest. Why not post my own ad? Why not. Tommie is devoted to you, and the two of you are very good together. I watched you getting Thanksgiving dinner on the table: you shared the jobs, you communicated well, you were sweet and supportive with each other, lots of little compliments and warm looks and little touches."I can tell that she's smart, in addition to being such a bombshell. And she has a great sense of humor, except that she seems to think YOU'RE funny, which I'd ordinarily consider a bad sign!"I punched him lightly in the. Weasel’s ugly face became savage with anger. “You kissed my friends, right? RIGHT?” He shook her roughly. “Yes.” “So you’ll kiss me, too – even better than the other guys!” He held a smelly index finger to her nose. “This is the finger that’s been up your ass. If I don’t like the way you put out, I’ll put this finger up your cunt and into your mouth. So PUT OUT!”He planted his mouth on hers and his breath was as putrid as she expected. But she did not want that grubby finger to go where Weasel.