We found the door and knocked. A familiar voice from inside answered and the door opened. He smiled broadly as he looked her up and down, then invited...us in. They embraced sharing a deep kiss tongues swirling, his hands all over her ass. Standing a few feet away I felt my cock begin to swell in my trousers. He opened her raincoat and took in her lace covered breasts muttering something about how he had thought about this since our last meeting.He buried his face in her cleavage. She reached. It was perfect. I just had to go back and check the mailboxes in the patio outside and I knew exactly what her apartment number was. The next step was simple.I appeared two days later, and rang her bell at the same time as on the day that I saw her leaving again; she went somewhere at the same time every morning, going away in a cab. I had an idea she was seeing somebody. So I went in with different clothes, a fake mustache and long sideburns, carried a toolbox and said I was supposed to fix. I shouted out my love, probably much louder than I should have in the small hotel room. As soon as I did, Heather quickly moved her hand to the back of Jessica’s head. At the same instant, I exploded into Jess’ mouth. As my seed rebounded off the back of her throat, she instinctively tried to pull back but, conveniently, Heather’s hand was there to prevent it. That made her reflexively swallow. I’m not thinking she was a fan of the taste as she grimaced but she knew better than to try and fight. And like the shepherd, he would cull the herd from time to time, plucking the ripest sheep to feed, enjoy, and even turn.It was a small price for mankind to pay.He dressed in black, combat fatigues—his hunting garb. He loaded a sawed off shotgun with rock salt shells and grabbed a small crossbow, fitting a white oak quarrel. He had to wear gloves to handle the wooden shafts. Their purity would burn him."What are these, Sire?" Rosa asked. Blood ran down her chin and neck to her round breast. The.