My hands feeling his round smooth ass again as I squeezed. Water running down both of our bodies. He slid his tongue in my mouth and I rolled mine ove... his as we sucked and licked eachother's lips. "You came back to fuck my ass again?" he said. "mmhm…. I did. " I replied. He got on his knees smiling as he took my cock in his mouth. Looking up at me the whole time while sucking my cock so good. I was leaking with precum as I moaned watching him. After a quick tease with his mouth he got up and. The Living God seemed to whisper me, guiding my hand. "Warlocks!" I roared as I pointed my gun at the two demonic whores and pulled the trigger.My gun barked over and over. Fire belched from the 9mm's barrel. The air rippled about the witches, wavering like reality itself was being bent. My bullets careened off, striking into the walls around them. Deflected.My stomach lurched. I was in trouble. My trigger clicked. My gun was empty. I had to get out of here. There were thirty Warlocks here. A. I dreamed of escaping from it for years. I haven’t spoken to them since I took off in the summer of 2008. They don’t know where I am, or what I’m doing. They don’t even know that I’ve changed my name. And I want to keep it that way. Kyle became my guide to the campus social scene. He knew all the right people. For example, he was best friends with Trevor Wayne, the son of Joseph Wayne, the Saint Meredith College Head Football Coach. Trevor Wayne was a tall, lean, spiky-haired white dude who. The fact was there had only been four and the fourth was Toby Whitehall just days before and she hated it even more after that experience. It was difficult for the Little Princess as she had never experienced anything like this before or for that matter even heard of it. The fact that she now had zero privacy had not even entered her mind but the fact was every room in the house had a camera in it as did the office she worked in. More comments and suggestions were made “Will you whore this one.