Why couldn't she be like other women and lie to me. But, she was right, I'd had to ask. Talk about dumb shit moves. "Yeah, well, fucking wonderful."Sh... looked at me. I could tell that she was sad she'd felt she had to tell me something that she knew would hurt me, and that hurt her."Okay, what's the favor that little dick here can do for you?" I said."Manny—I'm—I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you again. But, you are to honest and good a man to treat like an idiot. I will not lie to you. Not. Showing very little enthusiasm, Sandy said, "If you want to, we can but I want to run the show."We had played some sex games before so it wasn't too odd of a request. Normally I am the dominant one in the bedroom. But, I was so horny I stepped right into her trap. She started by licking my cock like it was her favorite flavored Popsicle, until it was hard. Once my soldier was at attention, I pushed my erect cock into her dripping pussy. It wasn't as tight as normal but I was too horny to give. Through her now drugged brain, only one thought managed to penetrate: the hope that whatever was going to happen would happen quickly, and be over with."Ready?" she heard Peter Lessing's excited voice after a few moments, and she tried to close her arms over her helplessly exposed breasts as she felt the hot breath of a man breezing across her stomach."Ready," came an answer in a heavy guttural voice.Laura's eyes popped open at the sound of the deep voice that boomed out six feet above her. He shivered, and in the mist surrounding him he could see shapes moving, they loomed above him, he couldn’t make them out, monsters, they would drown him in the mud if he moved, he had to float, arch his back, feet together, breath, slow, steady, don’t make a noise, or the white monsters would get him. He could hear the moans and screams of the ones that the monsters caught. His bladder emptied. They covered his nose and mouth to suffocate him. Nothing. He was on a cloud, a soft warm cloud. He.