It had just become that much more important to protect her. And that much harder, too.Jake hurried after Jerry, reaching him at the elevator. They wer... a mess. Blood spots covered them from their heads halfway down their torsos. Little chunks of brains stuck to them. They got into the elevator to the horror of several people already inside.What are you going to do, Jerry?The only thing I can think of that will put you in the same room with Cox. Just hang close and help me any way you can.The. He gave me 24 hours to get the tattoo and piercings done, or else. He should have tattooed my mother; it was her that told everyone. She just laughed when she saw me. She said that I always wanted her to let me get a tattoo when I left school, so what was I crying for. The worst thing is that I have to parade naked in front of the staff every morning, so they all know what will happen if they talk about customers any more. The Manager does let me cover it up in the shop with a scarf, but. He hadn't even touched my cock and yet I was coming like crazy, forcing my little asshole to tighten and loosen on his cock head milking every last drop out of him. His cum felt warm and wonderful as he continued to shoot inside me. After a few moments, he collapsed onto the bed next to me, breathing hard and totally spent. I could feel his warm sperm leaking out of my hole. It made me feel so sexy, I couldn't help but smile. I also felt so empowered! I made this big, strong beautiful man cum. She hated fish.She hated fishing season. She loved him, but she hated pixies and fly rods and those fucking feathers that littered her kitchen table all summer so that he could be the all-mighty fisherman. After all, he had patiently explained time after time, REAL fishermen tied their own flies. REAL fisherman knew what the fish really wanted better than any mass-production factory.She hated fish.However, as much as she hated fish, she loved her husband. She'd entertained passing thoughts of.