To be frank, we weren’t even worried about that. Because the repercussions for the assault of the monsters would be felt after the actual confrontat...on.Just as I was finishing off the last monster, a cyclops, in my vicinity, I became aware of the numerous cameras pointed at me, carried by drones or in fewer numbers, by actual people. I was quite anxious at the sight of these cameras and did something that I would come to regret pretty soon after that moment. I nervously showed off a victory. Vanessa then bent down to suck it. Leo heard her gagging. She withdrew and sat back. She started sliding her feet up and down his solid, wet cock. He felt himself get so turned on, as her toes rubbed his tip. Leo knew he couldn’t go much longer without cumming.As Vanessa’s feet continued to slide up and down, semen shot from his cock and landed over her foot. Vanessa started pumping harder, determined to drain his balls. Another spurt erupted out of his penis. Leo was sweating harder than ever.. It wasn’t just the sexual stimulation of getting gangbanged. It was all about balancing their almost obsessive need for the four D’s: debauchery, desirability, domination, and degradation. She’d need the thrill of the feeling of being r@p*d without the damage and consequences, so very light on the last D. And a component of exquisite pain would need to be added for seasoning as well. I had the tools and ingredients at hand. All I had to do was concoct the proper recipe.’Ever so quietly, I spoke. Thatthought made me feel a little sorry for her. Anyway she made itthrough the front door under her own steam, muttered a slightly slurredthanks, and closed the door behind her.* * *I was in and out of the MyOwnCouture.com offices the following day,having to go to meetings with my other ventures. Ruth was busy andmade no mention of the previous night. It wouldn't have surprised meif she didn't remember any of it.That evening I was back at Tom and Josie's for a dress rehearsal. Ihad shaved.