Then he felt something else. He wasn'talone. His right hand was on a woman's breast. He moved it slightly,rubbing the nipple between two fingers."Mmm,... came a woman's voice. "Don't do that unless..." A hand reached down,fingers curling around his manhood. "Well, it seems that you _are_ readyfor more, my Lord."Thorvald opened his eyes and turned in the direction of the voice. It wasthe blonde -- 'Gerda'; the name sprang into his head. She smiled, thenleaned over and kissed him. Her tongue went. I was dressed casually, a pair of tan slacks, a red polo shirt, wide belt with brass buckle, and boots. I looked at my nervous face in the door as I opened it and walked in. I wasn’t the largest person in the place, but pretty close - I wondered if anyone was hunting bear that night. I walked to the bar, sat down and ordered a beer. I took a long swig of the ice cold brew, and started watching a ball game on the television. I took another pull, and emptied the bottle. Another beer appeared. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” ..... I moan softly. During this Tug – O – War Cindy’ panties have moved a little. At first I did not catch on to this, I felt the fabric gather some in my mouth. I moved my mouth to one side briefly to taste the hollow between her pussy and inner thigh. When I moved my face back her panties moved aside exposing bare pussy to my mouth... Heaven, Oh God I’m in heaven. I open my mouth wide, covering most of Cindy’ crotch; her pussy, her sweet lips press against me. "Almost there... oh yea, oh yea, come on baby, right there, POW right in the kisser!" He shot his seed down his son's throat, and fell asleep right there, relaxing and loosening up. Not loose enough that stewie could get free, though...PART II - Bite the Hand that Beats YouAfter about 10 minutes had passed, Brian walked into to the living room and saw the prediciment Stewie was in. It didn't take him long to remember all the things that Stewie had done to him, and how much he deserved to be.