More than I deserved. She loved and loved and loved, always giving, always trying to make me happy. And yet I got this tremendous chip on my shoulder ...nd made her cry, when all she wanted was to give and demonstrate her love once again.I decided it was a combination of things that pissed me off. Somehow I felt threatened, like something had been taken away from me when she started planning out the apartment and its furnishings. And when she started talking to Sara and my sister, pulling them. He had grown up beingraised by his aunt and severely abused by her husband. Instead of destroyinghim it had made him stronger and eventually his step-uncle had introduced himto the drug business. Blake was very successful and had made millions. He waspart of a network of dealers that worked from Columbia into the states andinvolved massive amounts of drugs and money. Blake was only 19 but he hadenough money to be set for life if he chose to ?retire?. He smiled. It wasn?teven about the money. "You gonna fuck me, anyway?" he smiled, slowly stroking my monster. "Yeah, Tony, I am. But, because we been business partners for solong, I'm gonna make sure you get off, too. Tyrone! Get your black assover here," I shouted over my shoulder. Both of us stood there nude,waiting for a similarly naked Tyrone to join us. Tyrone was as loyal asthe day was long. He wasn't the brightest bulb in the string, but he lovedTony's dick in his ass and Tyrone was the best enforcer I'd ever had. Hewas. Very slowly, as cautiously as he could, he probed into her pussy with his finger instead.Manjula yelped and jerked in his arms. He withdrew his finger. “Venam, venam, venam,” she moaned. I want, I want, I want.Tony traced his finger right outside her pussy, enjoying the music of her squealing. He teased her, probing right outside her folds, caressing but not entering them, as gently as he could manage.“Tony… Please… venam…” she begged. Somehow his finger was working where his tongue had not. He.