Rodrigo would be put down first, but Toorialay – he was going to have to endure it for some time.It would be bad for Rodrigo and Toorialay, but not ...s bad as it was going to get for those who actually did the killing. For them, judgment might be more than a body can withstand. The sooner they spilled it all, the sooner they would find out if what they'd been taught in catechism class and at the mosque was true.For the third man ... he had been praying for the bliss of death for days. His. I was going to obey Pete's instructions to the letter. He turned to me and grinned, acknowledging my willingness to follow his direction.We entered a very nicely appointed meeting room with an oval shaped table suitable for eight or ten people. There would be only four of us today. As I entered the room, I saw Joyce already seated at the near side, but not looking up to acknowledge me. Okay, if that's how she wanted to play it.Ocsana and Pete exchanged a few pleasantries and then got down to. More pre-cum oozed onto her tongue.Moaning, she sucked the goat's cock-head right into her mouth, nursing on it hungrily. Her cheeks drew in and her lips twisted on his cock."Ahhhh!" she sighed, as more cum washed over her flashing tongue.The animal grunted and his hindquarters heaved. He knew all about the magic of her mouth, since she often sucked him off, and now he began to fuck his cock into her willing face.She opened her mouth wide, taking his slick cock-head back into her throat and. " Connie's eyes popped open and darted around the room, her breath coming in short gasps. It took a moment for Simon's voice to penetrate her thoughts. "I'm here, sweetie. It's all right," she heard him say. He was running his hand along her arm, and it felt nice. Calming. "Simon?" Her voice was just above a whisper. She focused on him and felt a huge wave a relief wash over her. He nodded. "It's over, you were just dreaming." He moved his hand to push some hair back from her eyes, then stroked.