With Ben still in her throat, she screamed of her ecstasy, the sound driving into Ben’s gushing manhood, forcing eve more of his boiling seed from h...s balls, and sending him even further into his own ecstatic release. It became a vicious circle, with Amy cumming hard because of Ben’s muffled sounds, and Ben filling her tummy with his cream as a result of her throat’s vibrations on his cock. Only Amy’s lack of air in her lungs broke the circle. She had to let him out of her throat, but not her. Given all the money I had set aside, I was confident I could make it through the winter with ease, but I felt compelled to accept the job offer. He had mentioned it to me in passing and I had agreed to help him if he couldnt find anyone else. Suffice it to say, I was the only person he considered for the job. I guess working hard isnt always a good thing. I somehow managed to prepare all of my fantasies/stories for the upcoming month in a little over a week. And just like that, I was off on. Our friend is hurt very bad, and she might die."She spun around and sneered at me."You know what, Tyballa – that's your name, right? – you know what! I hope she dies. She pulled so much hard shit on girls, and fucked up so many reputations that she deserves it."She paused, then went on."And you know what else! When she's gone – well, even before – I'm not waiting – the rest of you are fucked. Every bitch in this place who walked around afraid of Renee Woodhouse is gonna want revenge, and. .. jus' very tired..". The pain killer was still doing its stuff and I pretty much was out of it all the way home.I vaguely remember going to the bathroom as soon as I got home. Then I drank some water and went over to my bed and crawled in. Arnie stayed in the living room and checked on me from time to time. My sleep was interrupted every hour, or so, to get up to urinate and get a big swig of water. I wasn't hungry at all-apparently because my blood was loaded with nutrients that had once.