By the time I had lowered the bottle my dick was already hard, my breath already shaking.“We can’t do this here,” I said quietly. “What if the... come back?”Ignoring my words, he moved around behind me, unbuckling my belt. His breath was hot and distracting on my neck, and I didn’t stop him. Without hesitating, he yanked my pants right down to my ankles, his hands on my hips as he rocked his boner into the soft fabric in the crack of my arse. His hand found my hard dick, webbed in my underpants.. "And that's how they killed him." I'm sorry."De Lyons was dead, which was good news and yet bad news. I wanted him alive. Only then could I kill him.So often I'd imagined sinking my dagger into his belly. "This is for Lescavier," I'd say as his blood lapped through my fingers. "This is for Bonnet and Trouveau, those two innocent and respectable ladies," I'd say it to him as the blood dripped down my wrists. "This is for my wonderful sisters Esme, Nicolette and Adalyn and what you did to them;. ” With that he felt Jill's tongue start to lick the underside of his cock. Her tongue slicked his balls for a few moments, and she heard Kyle moan a little. Jill moved it slowly from this balls up to the top of it. Gently, her tongue played with the tip if of his manhood. Jill slowly wrapped her mouth around his cock head and slid down until it filled her mouth. Kyle felt the pressure build up in the base of his balls as Jill's mouth worked his cock faster and faster. The occasional lick at the. "'Will he believe you?" Oh yes," she said, as her hips again began to move up and down on me. "He trusts me."I rolled her to her back and finished her off, finally, long past the time she had gone limp. I was able to pump out a bit of jism and find that release I had long sought. I pulled myself free, stood on wobbly legs and found my clothes while she lay there moaning and sobbing.I sat back on the bed, petted and praised her and then helped her dress."Maybe we can do better than that," I.