I would say, you threatening me? Well, fuck you, you all.Of course, they would disregard me. They wouldn’t even be listening to me by then. They wou...d be taking the girls, rounding them up and loading them up onto their fucked up ship of doom.Fuck, I won’t be backing down. Uh-uh, nope, no way (but really, what the fuck could I do if they come. Those pathetic pussy procurers armed with their tentacles and suckers all ready to stop my protection and my rescue efforts).At that point, damn, it. “I’m just rubbing your leg. Wait, she wasn’t rubbing just your leg I think she was rubbing a little higher. Oh, was this was she was looking for?” Patty said rubbing her hand over Jason’s crotch. “Damn Jason, you are hard in there.” Patty grabbed his dick through his shorts. “I feel obligated to help my best friend.” Patty said with a drunken slur. She undid his belt and unsnapped his shorts. Jason felt he should stop her but he was too horny to make her quit. “Oh my, I think you are a little. She turned to look and there he was, the man she loved more than anyone else in the world. Her heart always skipped a beat when she saw him.He was tall, with black hair that was slowly graying at each temple and it made him look all the better. He had broad, masculine shoulders and a thick, manly chest that took her breath away. And, there was one other part of him that she could only speculate about, what lie between his legs. They'd hugged many, many times and from what she'd felt; she knew. A minute later John was in the hallway, meeting Lucy outside the lady's room. "I've booked us a room, its no honeymoon suite, but it will suffice," he said with a grin."Good," she replied as she pulled open one side of his jacket and stuffed something into the inside jacket pocket, "I don't like to be kept waiting, so I may have started without you." Reaching into the pocket, John could feel the lace of a thong, soaked with her juices. With a wide grin, he led Lucy back into the office suite.