He squirmed to see a pinkish circle on his off white skin around his areola. The sharp shooting pain reduced to burning ache as his hands slid down to...the jumping, stiffening Latino cock needing attention. “Fuck it”, the imaginary voice roared. “Use your fist to wrap it and get fucking it now. Not even one minute passed when daddy ordered, “Get the butt plug and use it”. HC reached for the plug and lubed it well before shoving it all in with one stroke. HC could hear himself moan as he felt his. I reached out and ran my hand down her back until I got to her ass. I lingered there rubbing her ass cheeks with both hands and she started to moan a little, but before I could advance it any further she whirled around to face me.Man, what a beautiful face to have staring at you! I leaned forward and gave her very passionate good morning kiss.We traded good mornings and started slowly washing each other off the results of our passions of last night, but her touch was causing me to grow very. He found her at the bar and made a beeline for her.“Miss Earp, I would like to talk to you in private.” He was trying to turn on some charm, but she was not buying it. “Please?” “Damn it, you said the right word.”They took a table in the back where it was quiet. Bobo took a chair for himself and one for his feet.“I know that you’re not happy. But I want to tell you that I’m not going to harm him.” “Do you love him?” She asked. Bobo had a pained look on his face. “Very much so. And I didn’t know. To have them die as the victims of the plague died was beyond terrible. And parents who cared for their children sickened and died as well. It had been terrible beyond words and he'd told his wife he'd do what had to be done. So he sickened and she did not.He raised his fist to the sky, shaking it, heedless of risk, giving in once again to the rage he felt.As before, he couldn't sustain the rage. He lived. That he lived was a miracle, there was no other rational explanation.His wife had left.