But he simply observed me cautiously for a moment, with no sign of aggression. Then, with a snort, he lowered his body and moved on to a receptive nea...by female, whom he mounted unceremoniously.His gaze found me again and our eyes locked as he pushed into the cow beneath him. He thrusted into her with powerful strokes, ripples rolling through the blubber and muscle covering his massive body. I could only watch, transfixed, staring back into his black eyes as he rutted unabashedly in front of. If neither girl objected to his fucking the other, then why should he worry? Hell, it was all in his favor! He could fuck the two of them at once if he felt like it. He watched the luscious body of his sister become visible as she slipped out of her clothes. What a pair of cunts! What more could any man want? He looked at the full, ripe body of Giselda, then back to the exquisitely formed sister walking towards them. He had a lusty wench or a delicate princess to choose from. Why the hell. I was basically holding my cock with my leg. Dumb bitch could have at least looked at me. I turned to the two girls who were left watching us. They knew they wouldn't be getting any action tonight. "Maybe next time, ladies," I said, my voice sounding sorrier than I really was. They were both kinda skanky looking. Not really my type. "Yeah, come back next week. We're doin' another show then," Chris added. Leave it up to him to give false information. We weren't playing another gig at that. I accomplished that feat just as I opened the front door, somehow knowing that opening it would finally end the pealing of those damn bells. I was beginning to understand what the hell Edgar Allen Poe was trying to say. All I needed now was a goddamn crow on the windowsill!"If you'd leave your cell phone on, I wouldn't have to torture you with that doorbell, Jeff. I see you still get your morning wood," chuckled my ex-wife, Janice, as she focused on the little guy standing at attention for.