"What do you mean?"She looked up into my eyes. With the way she was acting I would have expected tears, but there were none. "Some of the stuff I have...to tell you won't be much of a shock. But the rest of it..."I had no idea what she meant. Her statement only confused me more. I needed to know what she knew in order to fulfill my duty as protector for her and all the others that had accepted me. She seemed worried that I might not like what she had to say. "All I can offer is to not be upset. I wandered around the corner to a bar. I stepped in. It seemed all eyes were on me."What can I get you?" The barkeep asked."A Guinness, please." I answered.There was a bit of laughter and then he spoke."How about a Bud, Bud?"I ordered a Bud and sat there quietly. I felt uneasy, as I was the center of attention. I sucked down my beer quickly and walked out.I headed onto the street and looked around. I really didn't like what I saw.I headed out onto the boulevard. I passed a number of seedy. His dick was still liberally coated with cum from her cunt, and now he easily popped the first inch or so into her tight hole. God, it was tight. It was heaven. Im begging you, please, Ill do anything! Just please dont take – aaargh!!! Somebody had shoved his slobbery mess of a cock straight up into her mouth to shut her up. He deepthroated her even more roughly than all the others, and silently the ordeal began. Now another masked guy slid in under knees until he was face to face with her,. Not that he was in love with her or anything like that, but humping the same woman every night for a number of years tends to make a person close and comfortable with the other person even though real passion was lacking.The stench of desperation was on poor Pastor Frank’s long, lanky frame and Misty honed in on it like a spider to a fly clinging for dear life to a cobweb of raw desire. I watched her dump the two jocks and scoop him up like an ice cream cone melting in the heat of the moment. I.