“But why? I mean, think about it. Why would I want to be with a girl who lets other men just take her ... and enjoys it when they do? First, Nina, y...u let me take you off Steve. Then you let Bruno take you from me. Why be with a woman with whom I will always have to look over my own shoulders every fucking day, wondering if this will be the day that another man is able to seduce you through sheer, primal aggression?“Be honest with me. I was there. I know what happened. You let me do what I. A short while later Armisen emerged from the bathroom, a white robe around his shoulders, a glass of wine in hand. His long, flaccid cock dangling from his hips like a sword. He furrowed his brow as he hobbled into the dimly-lit bedroom, his ankle still swollen from the fall. “Carson?” he asked. The boy was nowhere in sight. He stepped into the living room, which was almost pitch black. Suddenly, the fireplace burst into flame. And there was Carson, standing in the flickering red glow. “Have a. He held the back of my headand started fucking my face while Kimberly and Christie ate pizza,drank beer and laughingly offered words of advice and encouragement. Iwas afraid Luigi was going to pull my wig off so I stuck my finger uphis ass and it produced an immediate response. He filled my mouth witha large hot load of cum. I squeezed his balls and swirled the semenaround, savoring the flavor before swallowing his sweet secretion.Our appreciative audience applauded approvingly and Christie. Alone. I was alone in the dark. My safety net vanished. I opened my mouth but no scream would come. Relieved, I felt his fingers again, pulling me in another direction, away from the chaos.We were moving too quickly for my comfort. Swinging my free hand, I struggled to touch something ... anything. Finally, my fingers banged against bars. A cage? Before I could decide, a flash of light highlighted a bloody hand reaching for me. Reacting, I shoved my way to lead, dragging him this time. When the.