He held a pump action shotgun in front of him, pointed down at the ground to his side.Danny almost wet himself as he instinctively put his hands up in...the air. Whatever stiffness that Sharon had rubbed into his cock back in the club was instantly deflated."Why are you following me?" demanded the vampire hunter, a dangerous expression on his face."What?" replied Sharon. "This must be some mistake."Damon pumped the shotgun, loading a shell. "I'm not going to ask twice," he warned.Sharon. "So I didn't make you feel wanted before? I have always found you incredibly sexy." I was a little upset by what she had said."Oh Ben, you misunderstood. I have never doubted that you fancy me. What I mean is I like to feel like you are taking your pleasure with me. I like the feeling of just being taken. You're so big and strong, I'd like you to show it a bit."There is a woman at work, Amanda. She is in her mid forties, vulgar and foul. She is one of my favorite people. She can give advice on. Her head bobbed on me like that until she needed a breath. Then she pulled back and gave the best long stroke throat fuck. I could feel my cock pushing into her eager throat as she just kept going. I was doing my best to eat her out and play with her pussy but she was intent on sucking. The last trick in my book at that time was, revert to the natural desire; fuck the pussy. So, I pulled myself away from her vacuum mouth and climbed around to mount her. I slid in and started to wiggle it. They were having enough trouble with their Mausers and Berettas. Everybody had at least 40 rounds, so they had what they figured they needed, short of a pitched battle. They were looking forward to killing a lot of cops, but they didn't want to get into a long drawn out battle that would eventually overwhelm them.The troops were sent to their positions in readiness for the assault. George, Nancy, and Lena took the front door. Otto, Helen, and Mavis took the back door. Joseph and Irene took one.