We relaxed as best we could in the heat and confinement – I pulled the velcro-backed patch from a cargo pocket and centered the blood red demon eyes...on my chest. It was my ritual, my transition from Kurt to the Monster.One hour after nightfall, her man killed the power to the entire block, blanketing it with blackness. We clicked on our night vision goggles and moved in through rows of the gold painted cars favored by the gunmen of this organization.The entry on our end was soundless – the lock. It’s identical to Teamwork, so, it should be cool to develop into my own. I see the administrative tools and change some colors and the order of the tabs, just to make changes and get used to things. Now, waiting to see when the girls text they’ve completed their conversations. Not sure I expect them to be totally on board, but, hoping things go smooth enough to start. I’m not sure about what limits I’ll be testing. Master said, “no questions, no limits, just fun”. I’m not sure how to handle. " Uh, sorry man. I've been a little busy with family and such." That's okay," Allen said without a trace of annoyance. "Listen, my parents got me a new VCR for Christmas. You want the old one we had back in the dorm?" The one with the remote that didn't work? That rewound so slowly we thought about doing it by hand?" That one," he said. "I'll sell it to you for fifty bucks." Done. When do you want to get together?" How about Friday?" I'm getting together with Sharon then." I winced as soon as. Long stringy ropes of semen that began to liberally spray almost everywhere. Much of it arching up and outwards towards the very mirror across from us. Again ... it was eerily hot, seeing my own semen spurting out, leaping away, but then looking up, and seeing it actually coming towards me too."Oh fuck! Fuck!" I cried out jacking my prick almost violently now, though both Darlene as well as Rub seemed to be doing the same thing to themselves as their own orgasmic eruptions now joined my own..