The booby-trap, set so long ago in the workshop, had blown his right hand apart. ‘Bring the tar.’ Peter’s reaction was cold blooded. A guard spr...ng forward and, to staunch the bleeding, forced Dingo’s hand into the boiling tar from the shearing shed. Dingo’s angonised screeches seemed to echo from the trees of the nearby forest. Never before had Andrew witnessed such torment. He was speechless. He found it impossible to equate this cold, calculating killer with his brother-in-law, who was so. She was moving back and forth on my hard cock like a wild woman."Fuck it, Bitch! Fuck that dick," I said as I pulled her hair back."Bark like a dog!" Woof," she grunted."That's it, Bitch. Bark like the fucking dog you are!" I can't believe I'm doing this," she said."Goddammit I said bark, Bitch," I demanded. "Woof, woof, woof," she was almost howling. I could tell she was close, and so was I. I pulled her hair even harder. Her ass was shaking and pounding against my dick. "Oh God yes! Oh God. “Cute! Very cute!” Mallory winked at me while walking away for a moment to deal with another patron and wiggling her delectable ass.“Bro, she was totally hitting on you!” Casey told me while caressing my arm.“Completely, babe! She wants you in the worst way!” Erica laughed and put her head on my shoulder.“Definitely! I think that the Fan Club is due for a couple new members!” June leaned over to kiss me very hard on the mouth before she resumed eating.“Yep, she digs him and so does Sam! No. He told her that he was off to get a drink and would be back momentarily. What’s going on with me? She questioned herself, as she watched his well-tailored, sexy ass walk towards the bar. She resolved to pull herself together and act more professional on his return, but then she couldn’t tear her gaze away from his broad shoulders. She watched them move beneath his suit as he pointed the barman to which bottle he wanted. The barman also seemed eager to impress him and Amelia wondered what was.