I opened the door immediately.“Where were you?” He looked at me questioningly.“I was sleeping.” In my rush, I couldn’t think of a better rep...y. “At this hour?” He frowned. “Where’s abbu?”“Don’t know; might be sleeping as well.” “Strange… everyone is sleeping.” He babbled to himself; suddenly he stared at me. “What happened to you? You don’t look fine.”Color drained from my face. “Nothing…” I stammered, not knowing what else to say. He said nothing, and went into the bedroom. I followed him. "I guess that's as much as I can hope for from you, Mike. You'd better be civil to Lance, too. We don't want them to think poorly of us," added Sherry."When that bastard looks down and sees you attached to his cock, he'll think the world of you, don't worry! I'm the one whose feelings you have to be concerned about."Sherry shook her head as she turned toward the kitchen."I have never known such a one track mind in my life! It's a wonder you aren't in jail or something," she muttered.Sunday was. His finger now told him that she was wet and ready. On his knees, he placed his cock at her entrance. He shoved. It did not go in, so he used his fingers to spread her lips. This time, when he shoved, a couple inches went into her."Gently. Please gently," She pleaded.He arched his back, placing more of his weight on his cock. Two more inches entered her. She used a hand pushing against his hip to keep him away.As far as Terry was concerned, he intended to bury his shaft to the balls in her.. He was a tiny-dicked wimp of a man. Fitz was a real man. The tattoo was finished in about an hour. It was a red heart with devils horns and tail coming from it. It was both beautiful and sinister. Fitz kissed it after he was done. Then he told her that she would need to come back in every day so he could personally make sure it was perfect and infection free. He looked at her slyly as he said this. Steph knew exactly what sort of treatment she would be getting. Her pussy moistened at the.