”I nodded, but told him, “Don’t hurt yourself, Willie, the bait and the locker are your business. You can’t give us free stuff and make a livi...g.”“Trust me sugar, passing some bait to my friend and his pretties is NOT going to hurt my bottom line much, and he does so much for ‘Casa Vida Bonita’, I’d hate to not be able to at least extend what gratitude I can.”“OK. We’ll be back for an outing after, or maybe on, New Year’s Day. Maybe the second. Hell, maybe both. We have so much fun out there. A lot more. Think of a place you would like to suck my cock in. Make it beautiful there for both of us.”“Like this?” she asked, and the white space around the cross was gone. Instead they were in a park, on a path beside a river some ten feet below them, down a rocky bank inside a gentle curve.They were in a little clearing that was big enough for a wooden picnic table, which she was sitting on while he stood in front of her. His cock was only about six inches from her face, and she wasn't. His fingers snaking their way between the lips till he found my swollen clit. He rolled it, tweeked it, messaged it. "Spread your legs cunt." I did. "Spread them further and bend over."Hands planted firmly on the ground, my ass high in the air, and legs spread allowing master to have a full view of his wet pussy. I heard his pants unzip, and his cock, rock hard sllid in just to the head. On either side of my body i felt his left hand grab my shoulder and his right hand on my hip. With one hard. I didn't want to be part of the all the violence, the bloodshed. The killing. I didn't want anyone to raise a hand against anyone anymore. There was nothing I could've done, other than what I did. If I'd dodged, you would have hit her, or I would have had to hit her. Instead, look what's happened. I'm alive. You're alive. She's alive. We've left too many dead behind already, Jordan. I wasn't going to add to it."He was silent for a time."I think... I think I knew that. Even as it happened. I.