The service sucks. I got you set up the last time he bothered to look over.” Dag nodded and took a deep drink. “Ah, damn that’s good.” He hesi...ated a moment, then plunged in. “So. How’s it, uh … going?” Con shrugged. “Well, she hasn’t tried to kill me yet, and I’m pretty sure she listened to the first disk, so it’s good so far.” “She look like she’s feeling any effect?” “Hard to say. She seemed a little more friendly today, but it wasn’t anything major.” Dag nodded. “That’s good. Don’t want to. While this woman didn’t exactly have an hourglass movie-star figure, to this man’s eyes she had something better. With her all-natural curvaceous bulges and curves, this female reminded Jonas of a song he’d heard. He couldn’t remember all of the lyrics, but he recalled these; she looks like a woman, she acts like a woman, but God she brings out the Devil in me!This devilish man and his lady dried each other off, went back to their bed, and snuggled under the covers. Impassioned kisses came with. She moaned."That slut is dripping," The unknown man grinned."Then don't fuck her cunt. Use her ass. I don't want her to come any time soon."The man behind her obeyed apparently thinking the man she was licking was her Master. She felt a hand scooping some of her cuntslime out and coating her asshole, then she screamed when the hard cock entered her back hole. Her eyes went wide when she saw the man in front of her grabbing his cock and starting to rub himself off. She redoubled her efforts. If you want to meet me in Dobson, I will split a pizza with you." You must mean Dean's Dungeon?" he guessed."Is that what the locals call Deans Pizza and Italian Deli?" I asked."Yes, have you ever been there?" he asked."No, Sarah in the lounge told me it was a good safe place to go on a date," I admitted."It is. Especially if we go in separate cars," Boyle observed."That is the plan. If you want to do that, I'm willing to give it a chance," I agreed."So do you work tonight?" he asked."Yes, but.