And ripping his ass walls out, painfully wasn’t what friends do for friends. I push in and out, making my own rhythm. My balls slaps his ass cheeks ...hen I increase the speed. I sigh close to his ear, and then let out a moan. “Yes,” I whisper. He wanted it. He wanted it so bad, but I won’t do it. It was all apart of making bitches my bitches. Make them beg for it, and when I give it up, it was more than just what they wanted, it wasn’t just a satisfiaction, it would be an addiction, by the time. He had survived my knife throw but was bleeding bad. I kneed him in the side where he was bleeding and he dropped the knife. I quick punched him two more times in the same place and picked the knife up with my other hand. I quickly slashed his throat and got back on my feet.I moved to the edge of the trees and drew both pistols. The last three were now moving to their feet to make a run for it, so I began to shoot them aiming at their legs. After two shots from each pistol I dropped to the. I dozed off in the scented water, but the black dude kept intruding ... intruding ... intruding.Until I was suddenly wide awake. My fingers were now fully enveloped in my snatch, and in a hazy lust, moved deviously, curling here, poking there; moving faster, moving deeper, faster and faster...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"My climax reverberated off the foggy, steam-clad mirrors and tiles while my cat scurried to its safe place in the bedroom.I lay there soaking until the water cooled then climbed. Was he here?”“Yeah, got into a little argument.”Ooh, argument between childe and sire. Something she’d never get to experience. Time to pry and learn.“About what?”Julias stopped for a moment. Might have been too sensitive to talk about, and if that were the case, he wouldn’t tell her. But he was contemplating, which meant he was evaluating; maybe it was Jen’s presence’s slowing down the evaluation.“Kid’s trying to play nice with everyone. I appreciate that he’s taking his role as intermediary.