"Good, now get your faggot mouth off my cock."I stopped licking Brad's cock and he slapped me a few times in the face with its now hardening, heavy an... thick length. Then Brad pushed me away with his kness and I fell on my ass as he approached my wife on the couch. I watched the defined muscles of his back and ass as he walked, relaxed and manly, toward the couch. His body was still covered in sweat, which made all the tan chiseled sinews glow in the light of the living room. I watched as this. Thank you for all the comments and reactions to the previous stories. Obviously, there is more to come. If you haven’t read my previous stories, do go through them to help yourself get horny and dirty while pleasuring yourselves.Now onto the event. On 24 December 2018, I got on an afternoon metro for an approximately 20-25 minute ride to return home. It was crowded for the timeline we were in. Rimi and I got on the metro, pushing and shoving all the way in.We got into a section between the. The streets would empty by the witching hour. It was All Hollow’s Eve and soon haunts and demons of the netherworld would have free reign over the Earth.Joseph marched across the town square with purpose, his mind and nerves in turmoil. He pulled his cloak around him tightly as his boots squished against mud and stone. The last few days had been trying, though he’d done his best to hide his troubled state from his dutiful wife. How could he tell such a pure woman of the awful things he’d seen?. Neither of you will regret it.”We looked at each other as soon as we had left the Director’s office.“There’s a promotion board this year, isn’t there?” I asked Belinda.“There is, Alan, and I think we stand a good chance. Do you know who they turned down for duty?”“No.”As we walked down the corridor passing several people Belinda quietly told me a short list of names, many of whom I would have thought more likely promotion prospects than either of us.“Wow!” I replied.“Wow indeed, Alan. I’m glad.