She did a wonderful job of hosing down the creeps—no bullet ever came close to me! Each of the six men was hit by at least three bullets, all betwee... the belt and their armpits. You couldn't ask for better gun control. I was really proud of her! And it all happened so fast that none of them made a sound.Jimmy came dashing into the room a few seconds later with his gun ready, but he saw that Mary had the situation under control. Actually, he was lucky that she didn't shoot him, too, but she had. Your excellent work paid off big.” She was more than happy; she and her husband would spread the word of how her Jefe appreciated and rewarded good work.I’m told it feels good to make people happy, but as a psychopath I have to play this “feeling” stuff by ear sometimes. Maybe I overdid this, but it was my life and I knew I was worth it.When I was done on the phone I went to the pool where all the females were naked and frolicking in the water. Even Zar, with her complex sense of humor, had. Her desires were somewhat different than mine but none the less just as sexual. I was going to do everything that I could to please her so that eventually she would please me. I shoved the tip of my tongue into her asshole nearly a half inch before I heard her groan and slump forward. When she went forward my mouth became open and I gasped for breath that I didn’t even know that I needed so desperately. I rolled onto my knees and looked at her. She was on her knees with her face on the floor. The private room, the sexy story, and their life becoming fantasy, had the women equally aroused. "Look what you've done to the poor man," Sister Sara exclaimed. "I can imagine HIS poor balls turning blue." Do you put it in your mouth?" whispered Franco."What?" Bernice asked. "What is he asking me, dear?" He wants to know if you give blowjobs, Sister." My heavens! He certainly is forward. What am I supposed to say to him?" Well, do you?" Sara inquired."This is embarrassing. But to answer your.