Sandy wouldn’t take birth control and always made Vic wear a condom when they fucked. He could count on one hand how many times he and Sandy fucked ...areback. He started to wonder how they would handle that at the resort. Surely these high profile black men weren’t going to use condoms. There were a lot of things he knew about Eban and lots he didn’t know. Sandy also had a thing about sucking cock. She thought it was dirty and would never suck on Vic. Vic had to put up with the good and the. It follows us all, as sure as the sun and unique to the person casting it. For some, this Companion is a platform, sturdy bedrock molded from persistence and firm underfoot. But for others, it’s an unknown presence stalking just outside the mind’s consciousness, more menacing the less that is visible. Regardless of the Companion’s form, it’s a brute animal—wild and dangerous if left to roam feral, powerful and useful if bound and tamed.Becca’s Companion began as a creature too cruel to be real,. He didn’t condone murder for the sake of getting an eyeful with your morning coffee, but if this had happened countless times before, that meant the Riley he watched fight for one last breath was a clone too. Replacing a clone with a clone... he could live with that. New-Riley was on all fours, tits swaying as she wrestled shoes off of Dead-Riley’s feet, but soon she would go back to her work, then home to feed her cat. They wasted company time and a bit of electricity, but otherwise, there. She had known that loosing your cherry would hurt but, hurt this much? As he sank himself fully into her and fell on her, she had felt the relief of knowing there were no more inches for him to stuff in her. As she lay beneath him, tears streaming from her eyes, her hands on his back, her fingers digging deep into his muscular back, she felt the pain ebb away and slowly she felt a new feeling a feeling of joy.Her brother had taken her cherry. His cock was throbbing in her pussy waiting to spill.