”“You need to call the bank now, and ask for her. Tell her that you couldn’t stop thinking about her. Tell her how nice she looks in that pink s...eater with her long dark hair down on her shoulders. That gets them every time.”He stopped in front of Dixie Furniture and when I started toward the door, he walked over to a phone booth. He looked back and waved as I went into the store.“May I help you?”“Yes Ma’am - I hope so anyway. I’m Josey Ruiz and I’m here to pay for some furniture I ordered -. He didn't last a dozen strokes before he groaned he was cumming, and my Wife let out a My-O-My about the amount of sperm. After that she reclined on the bench so we just stepped between her legs as we took turns. The solid bench didn't creak, or bump like a bed so it was just the sound of her heavy breathing, moans, and gasped words in time with her being pumped. The shop was close,and humid lit by a single small candle. I moved the statue so it looked like it was watching my Wife in her sexual. No harm!” She earnestly insisted.“Then you get your twat in there, then.” I muttered, holding Dot even tighter. I just didn’t see any happy outcome for this part of the quest. Ok, maybe our bodies would survive, but our minds? Allowing beetles to fuck us and seal up our cunts with untold thousands of ravenous baby insects with sharp pinchers and teeth, gnawing at our womb and belly to order to devour us from within? Oh, hell no!“Can’t go ... really,” Lydia sadly muttered. “the last one, the. The rope was removed from her mouth, and were replaced by warm, rough fingers. Kira's vision began to clear as she came face to face with the man who had attacked her in the parking lot of the hooka lounge. The image of those cold blue eyes returned full force, and Kira's stomach churned. "You better let me go!" Kira shouted, attempting to sound as threatening as possible. The red haired man smiled and raised his eyebrows. "Or what? You'll hit me? Kill me? You aren't going anywhere love." He.