Perfect. His back was to me and he was bent down a bit dealing withDebbie.Terry wasn't the worst of the bunch. Aside from the bitches, like Dianaor ...ennifer, there was Alex and Jonathan, but he wasn't the mostpleasant to deal with either. I also knew that if he even suspectedsomething amiss I'd be dead meat. In a way, this part was harder thanit was with Diana. I truly hated Diana and did so with every bit of mybeing but I didn't hate Terry the same way or as much. In another way,it was. I went into Evelyn’s bedroom. When she saw me she started crying. Apparently the guy in her ass had torn her inside. She said that he was too rough with her, that he had pulled her hair hard, and that he had crushed her breasts in his powerful hands. She begged me to ask her mother to stop letting them fuck her ass. She offered her pussy and mouth in exchange. I smiled and told her that I would tell her mother. Then I walked out and passed her next customer on his way in. I knew that her pussy. "Holy Shit, L.T.! That was some shooting!" All those years! All that practice! I never even broke leather when I was on patrol," Patrick said in obvious disbelief."Well, it sure came back when you needed it," Randy said, still shaking his head."Makes all that work more than worth it, I'll tell you!" Uh, Patrick, I'm not sure if that second fucker was really going for his gun or just reaching for help," Randy said almost apologetically."Wouldn't have mattered! I was ready to shoot on any. ” She cries, her face a picture of shame and fear. Surprised that my dick has any energy left, I reach down and palm it, stroking it slowly, knowing that she has finally been broken, that she finally knows that she was wrong to reject me and play with my emotions. I walk over to her mouth and hit it with my cock, an invitation she accepts silently, numbly, and opens her mouth to receive me. She greatly improves in the head-giving department and sucks on my dick with no complaint and minimal.