" He said.Gwen shook her head, "So how did you get involved with these people." She asked him and listened to his story, how Cathy seemed to be so hig... in the visibility of everyone and Chris was an afterthought, he told her how he found out that his father's programming of his mind had affected him and his plan to join the Association to show Sir Timothy that he could control others just as Sir Timothy had."But he doesn't control people ... I met him. He organised them I agree, but control? No. I grabbed the bag like it was a life preserver and I was in the ocean during a hurricane. "Thank you! Thank you!" I gushed.He didn't move."Go ahead. Get high," he said.Shit. I hadn't counted on him hanging around to make sure I used some of the drug.Then he surprised the crap out of me. He reached behind his back and pulled out a pistol. He held it in front of him twisted to the side like a gang member in a movie. He pointed the weapon at my face. "You're not stuttering. You're strung out but. Once I was burried deep in her ass, I started to pump faster and with firm strokes. Her as was tearing from my girth, but I was going to enjoy her drunken slumber. I pounded deep and long pulling out completely to see how her ass was a gaping hole from my cock abuse. What a sight. Her ass was all stretched out and gaping from her ass pounding. I could almost see her tonsils she was so loosened up. She was still passed out, even after a hard ass fucking. I pulled her up onto the bed so that her. She trailed her hand along my bare shoulders and I looked up at her as she passed. Her hair was up, still messy from sleep. She wore a loose white robe, the halves open just enough that I could see she wasn't wearing anything underneath it. We exchanged good-mornings and she went into the kitchen. I found myself staring at her legs as she passed.She brought back a glass of milk and sat in the chair cater-corner from mine. She crossed her legs, the edges of the robe falling off her thigh, and.