Logan didn’t care.There was no mercy in him for what these two had done. That kind of cruelty could not go unanswered. These monsters had attacked a...helpless woman.The woman. A part of Logan wondered if she was still alive. It was a distant thought, almost lost beneath the thunder of his beating heart and the beast in him wanting only to inflict retribution and brutal justice.Logan swallowed against the desire to beat the demon into a bloody paste. Concern for the woman’s well-being was. They were locked in a passionate embrace; arms, hands and bodies undulating together as they kissed hungrily. Their heads turned from one side to the next as lips and tongues position and repositioned themselves to achieve maximum pleasure. One of his hands was running through her hair, while the other pulled and tugged at her waist, pulling her body into his. She could almost hear the moans and groans of pleasure over the in-store music. She could also see the barista slowly gyrating and. Come here, John, suck my cock.”John’s head snapped up and he looked wide-eyed. It wasn’t fear, it looked more like excitement.“Come on, John, get your ass over here. I want your mouth on my cock.”Slowly, John climbed out of the chair and walked to Ben. Ben grabbed John’s head and pushed it down. Ben was lying on the bed, his cock pointing at his chin, and John’s head was on Ben’s chest. Ben pushed and my husband’s lips touched Ben’s cock. His mouth opened and he let Ben push him down, taking. “What do you do, I mean for a job?” “Let’s just say I work at a bank”, he said. “Oh, are you a teller, or Loan Officer?” she said. “No, I’m not”, he said, “Maybe if I get to know you better, I’ll tell you more later.” “OK” she said. Maybe it was the music, the rum or a combination of both but Nicki was feeling a little friskier now. “So, are you going to tell me your name” she said. “Richard, my name is Richard”, he said. “So do I call you big Dick or little Dick” she said, putting her.