Pretty soon my sister and my friends will put enough heaton that the cops are going to search this prison and findme and that will be the end of you!"...I screamed at theceiling."First of all Harry, no one is looking for you. Listen tothis recording your sister Simelda, made for you," she toldme sounding smug."Harry, you pig... You low life scum bucket! You totalwaste of skin! I... I can't even think of you as... as mybrother anymore! Don't ever call me! Don't talk to me! Asfar as I am concerned,. Do any of you want to work on getting better at any specific technique or discipline?”One of the guys, who hadn’t yet attacked me, commented, “Parlor tricks. Nothing more. Show me what you got.”Some of these guys have seen some of the various death moves used by aged martial arts masters. Maybe this will have them cut the shit.I had him on the floor, with his arms and legs paralyzed. I found one of my hands positioned in a specific way that would cut through both of his jugulars as I tore out. I pulled out of my red faced wife watching her chest heaving as she struggled to get her breathing back to normal. With a smile on her face she reached up placing her hands on both cheeks”that was wonderful “she said. I gave her a deep kiss then kissed her neck moving lower in between her breasts before her hands pulled me away”no more”she whispered. I smiled and moved back up above her “you said give you what I did Betty last night” and kissed her . I rolled off and laid beside her and she. This time my cock shrank very rapidly bringing a trail of spunk from the head of my cock as it left her pussy, I looked over at Phil who was sitting at the side stroking his hard cock with a big grin on his face as I crawled in to a corner to recover totally exhausted. Phil immediately took my place between Sharon’s legs and placed his hard cock at the entrance to her pussy before thrusting forward and having her pussy fucked for a fourth time that morning he hadn’t been pumping very long.