We at last stopped and I slowly pulled out of her, leaving a small waterfall of semen trickling out of her wrecked asshole. She collapsed on the bed a...d I fell beside her, the two of us asleep before our heads even hit the pillow.There are many cures for a hangover, or at least many tricks that are thought to be cures. There’s hydration, vitamins, exercise, and of course, some hair of the dog that bit you. A woman screaming, however, is not a cure. It cut through me like a knife, drawing me. "Probably not but you never know. Good night Brenda Powers, it has been my pleasure." I turned and left the party and drove back to my condo.A week went by and I had pretty much forgotten about Brenda Powers then on a Friday afternoon just as I left a clients office my cell rang. I opened the phone and looked and the number was 'withheld' so I pressed the green button, "Hello, this is John." Is this the John with the huge ego?"I had no clue who I was talking to and I started to hang up then. I had Denise sit up on the bed with her back turned to Jim. I then directed Jim to remove the cockring and to come all over Denise’s head. A normal orgasm does not begin to describe what came out of Jim. I was reminded more of Sunday football games when the winning coach is drenched in sports drink. Jeez did he build up a lot of pressure. By this time everyone was pretty tired. I had Jim and Denise stay on her bed. No showers allowed until I said so. Then Carol, Amanda and I went back to my. Annie was aware of the recent disappearances of her colleagues. She also knew this would continue to happen until someone put an end to it. She decided that tonight, she was going to catch them in the act. She had heard from an old friend, Nina Summers, that she had seen several intimidating men eyeing her up on her way to work a few days ago. Annie knew this couldn't just be a coincidence, and immediately headed outside the bar Nina would often visit after work. Looking inside, she was.