How in the hell could he disarm five pissant gun toughs like you and your punk friends?” Not waiting for an answer, he turned back to Anderson, “H...w bout it, stranger. Did you take these idiots shooting irons? And how in the hell did he break them?” This was aimed back at his son.“He took them apart, Pa. We couldn’t stop him cause of that huge knife he’s got. He said he would blind me if I didn’t.”Looking closely, Obie asked Anderson, “That looks like one of those blades that were made by that. I just went out and did a little shopping is all. Your laundry's in the dryer down at the Laundromat, I'll go pick it up later. Oh yeah, I hope you don't mind but I borrowed your car, the keys are over there on the counter." Don't give me this shit Jimmy! What the fuck is going on!" She stubbed the cigarette she had been smoking out in the ash tray sitting on the kitchen table then she stood and faced me her eyes glaring.I raised my hands palms up in a display of showing I didn't know what she. See had her eyes looking up at me; it looked like she was begging me to cum with her eyes. I could feel my cock starting to swell even more. She felt it too, because she pulled her head back and started stoking me faster and faster. “Give me that on and cum all over my face…” she held her mouth open and her tongue out and aimed my cock right at her mouth. My cock started to pulse and spurt after spurt shot out of my cock, I could see her licking and slurping my cum up. She pressed her mouth. " Waiting?" she said fearfully."Well ... kind of."Kristen took a deep breath when she saw the three girls on my bed. Each girl was up on her knees and bent down with her head on the mattress. It was more than that. The bottom of my headboard had a steel pole and I had attached four sets of handcuffs to it. In order Allison, Caitlin, and Erin were cuffed to the pole. Under the tummy of each girl were pillows that kept the girls up on their knees."This is your spot," I said, grabbing Kristen's.