"Who'd you want me to share it with?" Sweetcakes. Center where we can all watch."Sweetcakes got up from the couch and knelt in front of me at the same...time that Bunny stood up. He stroked himself as he took the three steps to join his Russian brother."You ready for it, Sweet?" He groaned. "It's a big one." Yeah!" Sweetcakes lapped the tip of Bunny's throbbing cock. "I love chocolate sauce." He opened his mouth wide, stuck out his tongue and waited.Bunny closed his eyes. "Turn it up, papa!" I. There was nothing in the wardrobe except for four shirts. ‘That’s all that Mike left, they were in the dry cleaner’s with a couple of my dresses and he’s never been back to pick them up.’ I turned and asked ‘We’re not rushing things are we?’ She looked at me quizzically, ‘Are you getting cold feet? Afraid I’m tying you down?’ ‘No it’s nothing like that, I’m just a bit nervous because it seems too good to be true. This is your house and I feel, deep down, that I’m taking advantage of you.’ ‘I do. Mostly legit.”“I’m not going to pry,” I smiled.“Isn’t that your job?” the blonde asked.I shrugged. “Rodrigo’s business isn’t mine. I’m just glad Julio could have such a pleasant voyage.”“Us too,” a lovely Latina giggled.“One question?” I asked.They shrugged.“Replacing thugs sounds like things could get dangerous.”“We can protect ourselves,” said the lovely native woman who escorted me. Her look of determination made me imagine her wearing a Bandelier and carrying an AK 47. Sexy and. I could feel his face start to flush as he wrapped his arms over my thighs, resting his hands on my bum, which I thought was sweet. Id let him calm down a bit and cuddle in to his chest, using his shoulder as a pillow and wed carry on watching the brutal slaughter by the Pyros of medics and spys on the screen next to us, every now and again, softly kissing his collarbone and moving up his neck gradually so that I could nibble on his earlobe, I knew he loved this because he would pull my hips.