His chin rubbed against her hip bones then lower to her pussy mound. He admired the beauty of her pussy, swollen butterfly lips anticipating their fir...t lover.Brad’s fingers separated her lips, her flesh glistening from her natural juices. He leaned closer and smelled her aroma then his tongue explored her wetness. Jessica’s body jolted as if by electrical shock as his tongue brushed over her clit. He loved the reaction this gave to the woman he was with and continued to use his tongue and. Everyone cheered. His friends who had evidently brought him here pounded him on the back in congratulations.Béla rose up and pranced back across the stage while listening to someone explain to ‘Birthday Boy’ that he’d just won first place in line for the Target Room that night. That meant he got the first fuck after the show. Listening to the young boy’s drunken friends tease him with their little lies, she thought it might actually be a good idea, and decided to make sure she had him before. Oscar accepted the box and laid the medallion into it with care. It was almost physically painful to shut the lid. With a sigh, he handed the box back to Oliver. Softly, he said, “Take care of it.”“I’ll take your gun, too,” said Oliver nodding his agreement.Fishing the gun out of his pocket, Oscar unloaded it and handed it over. With deft and competent motions, Oliver checked to make sure that the chamber was empty and then put the gun into his pocket. Seeing that Oscar was about to remove his. He swung something heavy. It connected solidly with the back of Marcus head, the noise frighteningly loud.Marcus staggered a step away, dropping to one knee. He put one hand down to steady himself. Connor swung again. Dizzily forcing himself inside the swing, Marcus managed to wrap his arm over the bat. Connor reached up and sprayed Hope's perfume bottle into his face."Marcus!" Hope managed to wheeze, but it was Connor's laugh that was audible over the noise of the alarm.Marcus twisted away,.