She would never weaken or become soft to his moans of agony. She would insist on her visits, that he would satisfy her, using her toys, her favourite ... face dildo, or just his tongue and fingers. Pleasing her eased his suffering, his torture. What made it harder was he knew from the beginning that they were in an open relationship, but this very quickly was just open for her, because he just didn’t want anyone other than Mila. He was under her spell and couldn’t escape the desperate need to. Once I get into working, I sometimes go for days without stopping. What time is it, anyway?" Ten", she replied as she walked in. "When did you start?" Ten", I chuckled. "Ten last night. Just as I finished a dagger I was working on, I got an idea for a new piece. When that happens, I've learned not to fight it. I wouldn't have been able to sleep anyway. Once an idea hits, I have to begin."She asked to see what I had finished, and I showed her. She raised an eyebrow and asked "Only these three. Remmy took hold of my hips and started to pound into me. XMan moved himself in and out of my mouth, as I became a fuckpiece to my twin assailants. I was shuttled back and forth, between them, cocks embedded in my cunt and mouth. I could hear them discussing me, XMan asking how tight my cunt was, Remmy saying he was looking forward to having my mouth next. Talking about the 'ho' being a good little bitch. Music to my ears! I felt or more clearly sensed that XMan was nearly ready to cum. He was. BJ nudged Walker, “Buster juss want some gash, Walk. And that ain’t no trash talk.”Out of the mouths of babes. Even my son had to smile.Another park bench in DC. Now it was almost two years since Senator Harper Wainwright had heard that initial Meriwether scrap of gossip. And three days after the assassination of the CEO, Donald Jefferson Winston. The FBI didn’t have a single lead. Not a solid one, anyway, not a promising one.Matt Striker had moved full time to Coeur d’Alene. He eventually.