Zev knows what he’s doing, and I’ll be watching too. But we need you on board. Are you with me?”Nathaniel sighed reluctantly. “Not that I appa...ently have any choice in the matter ... but fine. Let’s go.”The plan, such as it was, was simple. The problem was that it put Zevran in danger, and the worry made Nate’s stomach ache. Not that the assassin was weak or incompetent – he was a professional; Nathaniel just wasn’t comfortable with someone else taking his risks.But he’d been over-ruled – and. "Oh, Devon, but I haven't had my pleasure", she sighed. I dropped to my knees, quickly pulling down her panties as I went, and slipped my tongue into her vaginal folds. "OH! Oh my God!" she gasped. Her skirt dropped over my head, obscuring my next move.As I licked her cunny I plunged my right hand into my shorts, gathering as much of my semen as I could. Then I moved my licking up to her clitoris, making room for my fingers as I brought them up and slowly pushed into her."Uuh! Um! Oh yes!". "Bend over, bitch!" he ordered. A wild recklessness swept over him.Sue loved every minute of it. She loved it when Ben demonstrated one of his rare moments of masterfulness. A hot answering fire flared in her cunt as she realized she was about to be used.Sue obediently bent over, grabbing hold of the edge of the kitchen table. She was wearing a short skirt and a sweater. Ben reached up under the skirt and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties. The panties were torn from her. Ben. We had a couple of brews with our pizza; we didn’t want to pay for too many at the show, not at the highway robbery prices they charged inside.We walked to the Garden, went through the ridiculous screening you have to through everywhere these days, and we were ready for one more beer, probably the last until after the show.Our seats weren’t quite as good as they seemed, but still pretty damn good, though we didn’t spend much time sitting; everyone was standing.The show was great, Simon was in.