Justlike me he put his hands on my head and forced my mouth down even harderion his 11 year old cock. "Oh gosh faster harder!" he moaned. Not even ami...ute later I felt his meat stiffen up in my mouth and his whole bodythen went tense as he took a deep breath. He forced my head down on himvery hard then making sure he got everything out of this moment he could.As he came down from his orgasm his legs collapsed out from under him. Hefell into my arms panting heavily. Again we kissed a few minutes. " A rifle. A .45. Her father's knives and a crossbow. A backpack with a change of clothes stashed in the back of a car Ash had managed to get for her. She hadn't asked questions. Who says women can't travel light?She liked hunting the beasts. Werewolves, vampires, corporeal forms she could wrap her hands around and take down with brute force and bad attitude. This one had been a ghost hunt and she wasn't amused. Her last ghost hunt had found her shimmying her ass between 150 year old lathing. He was getting excited. I could see his mouth opening, he was yelling something at me, but I still couldn't hear him over my iPod, over Rihanna. My heart pounded, adrenaline was coursing through my body as I stretched out my legs and really started to run.The song ended."Stop!" A single word, barely heard, in the brief silence between songs.And I stopped, nearly falling over from my sudden halt, the rubber soles of my shoes squeaking as they slid on the sidewalk. What the hell? Don't stop,. ”“Looks like he’s going to figure it out today,” Phil pointed out.“Is there a way out that he won’t see you?” Katelyn asked, glancing back over her shoulder.“Not unless I turn into Spiderman in the next couple of minutes,” Phil said.“We agreed that I could have the apartment tonight!” Katelyn said.“Tonight?” Phil asked. It was barely past three o’clock. “Where in the hell is everyone else?”“I don’t know,” Katelyn replied. “Look, you have to leave.”“I don’t have to do a fucking thing,” Phil said.