I tried to match his rhythm and before I knew it I was bobbing up and down faster than I thought I could and enjoying every minute of it. Then I felt...something wet in my mouth and although I knew what it was I had never tasted pre-cum before. Not slowing down the man warned me that he was about to explode so I grabbed his cock in my hand and pulled my mouth away right as he shot several jets of semen through the air. I felt his cock starting to get soft in my hand and thanked him for warning. Perhaps even to breed them, in time. The kill might not be as satisfactory, but the chase would be much better." As the Emir, may he live for ever, commands."It took Ramzy El-Najjar about three months to train his first quarry. He reasoned that picking them for looks was stupid; as the Emir had said, the 'kill' might not be as satisfactory but the chase was the important part. So, he picked strong looking slaves and trained them like athletes. He also worked out how he would avoid the hunt and. How would she cope? How could she? Doctor Chandler took her hand. ‘What about your kids? Do you think they should be here? I can call them for you it that’s what you want.’ The woman shook her head. ‘No. They have their own lives.’ Roberta reached out and took Ed’s cold hand. ‘We have each other. That is enough for us.’ But was it really? Roberta closed her eyes and remembered the first Christmas she and Ed shared together. That little apartment on Cedar Street was so small the only Christmas. Stacia stroked my cock while we were laying in bed and a wicked idea came to me. I pulled back the covers and grabbed her hand."C'mon, get something on. We're going for a drive."I put on a T-shirt and a pair of boxer shorts. Following my lead, Stacia put on her dad's shirt and a pair of panties. We blew out the candles and walked outside to my car. We drove down the street towards the high school."Where are we going?" Stacia asked.I smiled, "We're going back to school." She looked confused but.