My dark thick cock was slowly moving into her fair soft moist lips. I could feel the eagerness in her actions. She is doing as if she would swallow it...completely. I know it would be tough for her, I wanted her to become comfortable first. She doesn’t seem to care. She moved her head down further. I could feel my tip touch a roadblock in her mouth. My cock was half way inside! I think that’s pretty much she could take! She held her lips hard against my cock. That’s amazing! Her teeth were not at. "Quit with the fucking psychology shit. Drop the damn guns or she dies." She dies, Scott, you'll be going right after her." Stephanie took aim, her sights set on the spot right between his eyes."Do you really think I care?" He grinned, his teeth shining whitely through all the blood still flowing from his broken nose."Shoot him." Michelle's voice was tight with fury. "He killed Nick. Shoot the fucker." Nick's not dead, Michelle," Stephanie said softly, her eyes never leaving the sights she had. As a freshman and a teen ager at the age of 17 he had so much to learn about life at a big college like UP. Worries about new classes, being away from home for the first time, and of course tonight the initiation into the fraternity he was pledged to last week. He was a little worried about that, because he had heard horror stories about frat hazing that had turned out tragically, and while he had been assured by current members that nothing dangerous would happen and that the entire initiation. "Still a mite sore but another week of this easy living and I'll be back on the trail." That's what I wanted to talk to you about young man," Sir Gerald said as he walked to the table. Zach had been paying so much attention to Kathleen, that he hadn't noticed her father come into the dining room. He stood to greet Sir Gerald and after shaking hands they both sat down.Sir Gerald, Kathleen, and Zach stepped out onto a patio for an after dinner drink and the men lit cigars. "I believe I owe you.