Her pussy was leaking what seemed like a river. She was breathing heavy with a smile on her face. “That felt really good Oh my good I really love th... way it felt.” She looked down and saw my hard dick, Mike do you want help with that. I said hell yeah. I told her I want her to get on top and bounce on my dick. She got on top and started to go up and down first. Her pussy still wet from the tongue-lashing I gave it just minutes before. She is now moving faster just riding my dick. It felt so. "Think like that, son of mine, and you're going to find out the definition of pussy-whipped: What happens when they beat you to a pulp." He smiled, "Changed the subject on me again! Damn, you're good boy!"I shook my head, not sure what he meant. "Suppose you and Jennifer were together?" he asked."If it was what she wanted, but that's up to her. Pigs are a whole lot more likely to fly first, I think."We stared at each other for a few seconds, and then Mom stuck her head out of the door. "You two. .. let's figure out how to take this Melissa bitch down."Jason picked up the book. "We have to head back to town right now. I need desperately to talk to Cassie. I think she may have some insights on something I saw." What part of it?"Jason opened his mouth and paused. He glanced down at the book, his gaze drawn to the eye in the center of the pentacle. "I'll tell you later. Please, trust me on..."Richie clasped him on the arm. "It's cool, dude. I trust you."Jason nodded. "Thanks. Let's go.. He had gotten there late- his bus had broken down. The line didn’t seem to be moving, so he plopped down his suitcase on the floor and collapsed upon it. Among a crowd of others, a brunette walked past him, and as she passed, Steven was hit with an odd feeling of deja-vu. If he hadn’t seen that certain girls face just then he knew he would have fallen asleep, But something about her kept him up, something haunted him about that face, and he could not remember what. He knew he was probably.