Cindy's face. It sure as hell wasn't mine. Leaningcloser to the mirror, pulling out my makeup case, I couldn't recognizethe girl who stared back. T...ere was a youthful glow to the girl'sskin, a little post-adolescent chubbiness to her cheeks that added toher cuteness--but it wasn't my skin. Only the eyes were familiar. Iwore another person's skin: an assassin's face, a dead woman's mask. Ihad the scar to prove it, a mottled ring of flesh the size of a nickeljust over my temple.Talk about. So I got the text to come on over and that he had a surprise. Occasionally he would bring a big toy or a friend of his would be there to play as well. We this time he said was special and to be prepared. I was excited! I got ready to go, it was only about a five minute drive, as i left a took a few hots of whiskey as i usually do just to loosen up. This time I took the pint with me, when I arrived I finished it off in the parking lot.I knocked on the back door as usual and he answered, lead me. This just made her go more crazy I pounded her hard and she was cumming again I would of thought she was done but squirted all over my cock. She told me that she wanted to ride me so we traded places with her stuffing my cock up her. I bit one nipple then the other. I was biting so hard I was sure they were going to bleed but she keep saying to bit harder so who was I to not do as asked. She started to pinch my nipples which I had told her I love and would sometimes make me almost cum from just. We’d be calling in there after lunch with Lee. My dance card was filling up fast. A quick glance at the kitchen clock told me it was time to get out to the house. I was interested to see if we would manage to catch Carmichael and the guys up to anything dodgy. While I went to grab my jacket Stevie rang to arrange for the cleaners to come out to the house, and Matt organised the wrecking company. While I was in the bedroom I checked and loaded my Beretta. As I slipped it into my waistband at.