As they kissed, Phillip found himself becoming more and more turned-on by the hum that hung over them. Phillip’s manhole also came under an ever esc...lating attack from Zeke’s right middle finger. Stimulating as Phillip found their lustful dance, there was nonetheless a worry in the back of his mind about the size of Zeke’s snake.After several minutes, the moment of truth arrived when Zeke announced that he wanted to fuck Phillip’s hole. Nervously, Phillip turned and presented his butt for a. "Dead?" I'm afraid so. Gone to meet his maker. Dead. Beyond help. However you want to say it." Oh, My Goodness,"Bobby sat down by his mother and took her hands in his. They sat this way for several minutes staring into each other's eyes. Neither of them spoke until at last, Bobby squeezed her hand."There was nothing we could do to keep him alive," I guess not," she shivered. "but it is spooky having a dead man in the back room." Well," he smiled at her, "at least he won't be bothering us any. Now I want you to lick the rest of it up. You didn't do a very good job keeping the floor clean."Teresa got back on her hands and knees and began licking up the remaining urine from the kitchen floor. Katlin put her pajama bottoms back on and stood, hands on her hips, supervising the black woman's humiliating efforts.Just then, the house mother heard the back door open and shoe clad foot steps approach. She was too humiliated to look up to see who it was and could just see two pairs of sneaker. Now ya're gonna git it too, just like the foreman." Anderson raised his gun and pointed it at Smitty, but a shot rang out from behind me and off to my right. Anderson crumpled onto his face with a big bloody spot in the middle of his back between his shoulder blades.Smitty waved to someone up behind me. "Much obliged, Eddy. I think that crazy fool wuz about ta shoot me. HEY! LOOK OUT! THERE'S A SPY!" Smitty pointed right at me.I don't know how he saw me, but it was time to act! I raised my.