I told him again to sit down and he did. I slid down his cock in one motion and began rocking my hips back and forth as hard and as fast as I could. ...He began kissing me deeply tasting the cum that I just swallowed. His hands had a firm grasp on both my ass cheeks spreading them as far as he could. As we were in our throws of ecstasy I felt another load of cum being sprayed on my back. Just then I felt him pull me down while he pushed up and he flooded me with his cum. I kept rocking back. I began not to sleep much, trying to avoid the abyss of my nightmares. Sometimes when I was awake and alone, I would see things move from the corner of my eyes, shadows sometimes darted across walls, there was even the occasional whisper I couldn’t explain but would hear. There would be times when I was by myself I would suddenly get the feeling I was being watched, a tingle like some sort of bastardize version of a famous spider sense. I wasn’t a superhero, my special power was just sleep. I walked in and was a bit dissapointed when i saw only 10 men in there i figgure oh well its still early. i walked up to the bar and waved and the bartender he smiled waved back and stoled don to me, "is evertign all set for tonight: i asked yup u ready oh yeah i am. i walked through a heavey oak door into teh small room in the back. it was dimmly lit and had a king size bed in teh middle with couches aroudn teh outside with wicker baskets filed with cindoms. i knew the barteder was right. So life had been good, but it seemed like it was about to get better. About 4 weeks later, I wanted to talk to him. “Hey sweetie, how are you doing?” Jeff asked as he sat down with me. “Fine I guess. I did the laundry and the dishes, so you don't gotta worry about that. Now I do have one question for you though,” I replied. “What's up?” Jeff asked. “Just where the hell is my kiss?” I asked. “Oh sorry sis,” Jeff replied. Then he kissed me hello. He made sure for the millionth time to feel my.