“Pops, better tell Chelsea here that she better do as she’s told or bang bang,” said Vic! “Please, honey,” pleaded her dad, “do what he s...ys!” Slowly the young girl turned to face here parents. By now the prick in her mother’s mouth had grown to it’s full eight inches, and her mother was moving her head up and down as she deep throated her husbands cock. Chelsea spread her legs and started rubbing her cunt with her middle finger, while Vic was busy video taping the events as they unfolded. His brown hair was long and fell in deep waves to the line of his strong shoulders. His chest, by contrast, was all but hairless, clean pale skin drawing the eye downward to the dimple of his navel, which was surrounded by a thick patch of down, narrowing as it disappeared under the band of his trousers.He has no idea how beautiful he is to me, she thought. No idea at all.This time, he came to her, his hands gentle on her waist as he bent down to taste her mouth. The first desperate rush of. ”He quickly asked, “Sol Syntrivon?”I nodded, “Sol Syntrivon.”Samuel’s visage turned into a grim one as he asked, “What happened?”I proceeded to relay the events of my fight with Tom. Just like me, he was concerned about the self-healing powers of the reanimated corpse. The rumour was that the necromancer had a massive army mainly comprised of the dead. Reanimated corpses with healing powers and in large qualities would prove to be a major problem.He wasn’t too concerned with the mark of the. He’s almost certainly thrown away money on quack remedies, as well.”Hernando thought on that before replying.“Si. Like the American television show. He has nothing left for her and the niños, he already has lost his hearing, and his body is betraying him.”“Then, perhaps, a man comes to him with an offer too good to pass up: one last job. One that he won’t walk away from. ‘Die a manly death in a hail of bullets, and they will be taken care of; or waste away in a hospital bed, watching helpless.