She couldn’t help but crack a smile. He was dangerously charming. “Let me carry them for you. I don’t want to see you falling down again.” H...s breath smelled delicious like he had just sucked on a candy cane. She felt her body temperature increasing. “That’s alright, you don’t have to do that.” “But I want to,” he said with a genuine grin. “We live in the same apartment, by the way. I see you getting in the elevator all the time. It’s really no trouble at all.” They walked in silence for. Pushing a desk underneath it, he pushed away the grating. He quickly pulled himself into the vent, kicking the desk away as he slid up inside. He slid the grate back into place as the door burst open. It slammed against the far wall, shattering a number of cabinets in its wake. Broken glass covered the floor now. The creature stalked into the room, barely fitting through the door. The doorframe cracked and gave way, jagged pieces of wood lodging themselves in the creature’s dark skin. It seemed. "Hector, that is no topic for the dinner table," he reprimanded."Si Abuelo," the boy said, head down."Besides, I am sure that Mr. James is not allowed to talk too much about what he did, isn't that true?" That's right," I said. "I'm sorry, but the only things the government lets me talk about are the dusty, dirty, boring parts, like trying to keep the sand out of my socks," I made the joke, and it worked causing the boy to forget the reprimand and the unanswered question he hadn't been allowed. "Jerrod began to ride me, the pain was subsiding and the pleasure increasing. His studs felt so good as they stroked past my vagina then and I couldn’t feel them as he went deeper. He was astoundingly thick and as he pushed deeper into me I opened until my vagina stung. Each time he was almost fully inside me it felt like I had been thumped in the stomach. Nas had reached deep enough to cause a little deep down pain earlier today, but I’m sure Jarrod was going deeper still and I’m sure I.