I moan aloud, wanting more. I roll over and run my hands down your stomach and over your hardening cock. I crave the feel of your velvet steel shaft ...n my hand, pulsing and throbbing with desire. I stroke slowly, relishing the feel of the entire shaft over and over, I can't get enough of you, your smell, your taste, your feel. I could spend hours just worshipping your sweet cock, and your soft balls. I run my cheek and lips over your swollen head, never licking, or wetting it, just. “All right. So what about Heather then? How did she end up here?”I spread my hands out vaguely. “Well, we’ve been fishing together, you know, and this morning I just asked her over.”“But isn’t she with Bill?” Lara asked.“Yeah, I know. It was just breakfast, Lara,” I said dismissively.“Just breakfast? Ri-ight ... You could’ve started the grill with the looks you two were exchanging.”“What? No ... Come on, we’re just friends. I really like her, sure. She is special. Different. When I look at. Eve screamed and her ass quivered where my red hand print remained. “Again, daddy! I want your cock!” Well this had just taken a Freudian twist I wasn't quite expecting, but in for a penny, in for a pound, I guess. I slapped her more and called her names. She only seemed to enjoy it more the filthier I got.“You fucking bitch slut! Daddy's going to fuck you until you cry.” I was running out of ideas, so it was fortunate Eve chose that moment to cum.“DADDDEEEEEEE,” she wailed. Eve finally got. Who is going to look after him until he dies?"I said, "I do not know the answer to that, but it sure as Hell will not be me! Do you know who he is? Maybe he has a family that will look after him. I am all for letting him lie in the street and bleed to death. I could not care less what happens to him!" Well, we cannot do that. It might scare some horses or some old ladies." The deputy turned to the gathering crowd and shouted, "DOES ANYBODY KNOW THIS WOUNDED MAN? HE NEEDS SOMEBODY TO TAKE CARE.