I could feel the head of my cock push against the back of her throat. I guided her face to my huge balls. She took each of them in her mouth for about...a minute and then I again put my cock near her mouth. She eagerly wrapped her fingers around it and began to pump slowly with her hand. She enjoyed its swollen mushroom shaped head, its long hard shaft, and the tuft of rough hair at its base. Then she rose up to the seat and lay on her stomach. She made her hands busy sliding up and down on my. That was just perfect.I headed down the slope, so ready for what I would find. What sort of monster would be it? Not human, that was for sure. But it was definitely one of my father’s progeny. Something burst of Las’s cum spurting across the world.I moved closer and closer, playing with his desire to mate. I swelled that need as it shifted beneath the sand. The center of the depression bowed upward for a moment. He was eager for me, just waiting for me to reach him.I reached the bottom and. Lucy was up waiting for me when Max and I walked in the door. “Good meeting,” she asked.“Yes and no,” was my reply. “There was good communication all around, but we apparently have a bit of a problem.” I continued a moment later after Lucy had shot me a questioning look. “Bloods—one of the scourges of our country; they’re no better than rats, spreading disease wherever they go.”“What are you going to do?”“First step is to meet with Martin tomorrow to see if there’s anything in our city laws. I drive Marcia home and pull into her driveway. She lives in the older part of town close to the school. I park as I see a woman sitting on the porch. She looks like an older version of Marcia, but too young to be her mother. I also see a guy clipping roses in the front yard. He has long black hair, pulled back in a ponytail. When they see me pull into the driveway, they walk towards us. I’m assuming they are Marcia’s parents.We get off the bike as Marcia hands the lady the doggie bag of.