He watched the pair of men turn to walk off. He said, “Let’s get some dinner.”A little disappointed by the confrontation, or more accurately the...lack of a confrontation, John walked beside Mike silent for a moment. He asked, “Aren’t you worried about them thinking you are a coward?”“Not really. If they really wanted to fight me, they would have come this way rather than walk away. They were the ones who decided not to fight,” Mike answered shrugging his shoulders. He figured they would be. Then she approached and I sensed her thighs touching mine. She rested the huge lubed dildo onto my bare buttocks and then I braced myself. My cock stiffened again, thinking about what was going to come soon.Ana laughed:“Tell me you want this, you little bitch of mine…” She whispered, leaning on my ear.I just nodded my head a yes; I was too excited to speak up…Then my slutty pervert wife laughed louder again, as she started pushing the head of her thick toy against my very tight ear entrance.. "Come on sugar, you know what daddy wants." He pushed her face onto hiscock and she obligingly took it in her mouth.Her plan was to keep fellating Tyrone for as long as possible, ifnecessary inducing his orgasm and swallowing his load, wasting as muchtime as possible until they released her from the holding cell."Yeah, that's the stuff," Tyrone groaned as Poppy expertly sucked hiscock.She worked her mouth up and down the veiny appendage, using her tongue,tracing the veins and slobbering around. ’ He heard his mother sigh as she went about arranging trays with food. A customer came in for a latte, and Brandon quickly fixed it for him. ‘Is she okay? She wasn’t here yesterday.’ ‘She’s fine,’ he nodded. ‘As fine as possible. She just wants to be on her own. Maybe the crowd here doesn’t suit her anymore.’ ‘Could be.’ Mae turned, handing a tray to Mairead, who turned around and smiled when her eyes sighted the door of the café. ‘Look who’s here,’ she whispered to her brother. Brandon.