Dropping to her knees Brittany took it in her hand, her tongue darting out to lick the precum from his pulsating cock.“Is this all for little old me...” she asked smiling before she opened her mouth and engulfed his cock, relaxing her throat as he had a thick eight-inch cock. While she made love to his cock, her hands were gently squeezing his balls. Grabbing her hair with his hands he began to fuck her mouth, the motion of her tongue and lips bringing him closer and closer to the edge. Brittany. Two sets of pain filled eyes glared up at the two friends."These aren't Raak," Henry said. "Perhaps we should search them for identification."How do you know they aren't those Raak guys?" Steve asked."They somehow don't feel right. These people seemed more business-like. Raak are anger and hate driven. You keep a gun pointed at them and I'll search them. If necessary to stop either of them from causing more worry, shoot through me."Henry carefully put the captured gun in his hand down and. But if I couldn't have that, I begged the Fates to grant me enough influence to make this less terrible for my sweet Rebecca.I prayed that if nothing else, she could see the horror in my eyes.And suddenly I saw Rebecca stiffen. Her face went taut, then slackened. When she opened her eyes, the fear was gone, replaced by aggressive lust."That's it, Dick, you can taste freedom now. I know you want me. Feel how I'm wet for you? What are you waiting for?"Dick hesitated. He didn't know what to make. "I was hoping to pickup where we left off last Saturdaywhen you stopped in," he said. "What did you want to talk about?" I asked. "Please don'tbe shy," I added. That seemed to put him at ease. He was such a sweet man; Ididn't want to scare him off. But I felt he needed a littlenudge. He then said, "I was wondering if you'd like to go out todiner this weekend? I've heard of a great little Italian placedowntown called Alta Cucina's." "I would love to go to dinner with you," I.