The house was quiet now.Outside, a neighbor's cat stalked a bird hiding in the bushes. The bird got real low and tried not to make any movement that w...uld attract attention. Jack could see everything through the bird's frightened eyes and wished he was a little bigger and not so defenseless against strange cats.The wind picked up and the cat ran back to the safety of his backyard. The bird came out of the bushes and flew off into the night. He knew he had to get up real high so the hungry owls. You'll be dead before you draw blood." She replied, aciddripping from every word.I hesitated. I knew I couldn't call her bluff; a bullet to the brainwasn't exactly something you could recover from with a night in hospital,barring a one in a million chance. But to have come so close, so near toengineering my own escape and to fall at the last hurdle... it wasagonizing. Slowly, the frustration I felt surely clear on my face, Iwithdrew the hacksaw. She stood up, kicking it out of my hand and. *** Jen had arranged for Greg and Amy to come to their tent on Saturday night, and while he expected the man to be about as comfortable with the situation as Jahn was, he did come, following his bright-eyed girlfriend’s lead in silence. The pavilion tent, meant to house Jahn and his two fiancées, was more than spacious enough, and the blonde had already set up shop, piling sleeping blankets in the center of the space, with a folding chair on either side, and a single lantern to light the room.. ” “Alright, I won't cum until you say.” With that, she lowered her head, taking the spongy prick head into her watering mouth and fit her lips, collaring his sinewy shaft around the sensitive part, just below the head. Her slender fingers curled around the pulsing shaft about half way up the stalk and began slowly stroking as her nimble tongue sucked and swished around the bulbous purple head. Soon her mouth was once again filled with pounding hard prick meat, and his delicious pre cum nectar.