“Bringer of storms. Breaker of prisons.”I felt the words, rather than heard them, his claws pressing into my flesh until they pierced the skin. My...reaction was immediate and unsettling – raw lust began to consume me as I felt beads of blood welling and rolling slowly down my chest.“Isshu.” His words startled me almost as much as the translation implanted in my brain. “Devourer.”“Non,” I breathed, feeling both the hatred and the fear radiating from my captor, his eye glittering and cold.“You. Love truely is amazing. After sharing our weekends.We again kiss and whisper of our love. Her hand drifts across my chest softly and slowly lower. Fingers slide across my crotch feeling my cock through my jeans. It starts growing with desire as her fingers trace it's lenght. Circle the head rub along the ridge. My hand has slipped down her back and inside her jeans. First feeling her silky panties the crack of her ass. She has unbuttoned me zipper next fingers now teasing my pubic hair. She. As she settled into the deck chair, Mary glanced at me then took a long appraising look at Erin. ”So, when’s the funeral?” Mary asked. Erin sipped from her drink. “Al's not coming,” she said a moment later. “He called this morning, said some thing’s come up.” "Tough break,” Mary said, totally sarcastically. I glanced from one woman to the other, admiring Mary and Erin's nearly identical figures, my surfer shorts tenting under the table as I had a sudden impure fantasy. I had the feeling these. He smiled at me and I said, "So since you knew the when and where, who is going to beat the shit out of you." Boss knows I wouldn't sell her out. We don't know about you. Now do we." He said."We know I drove off when Bruce wanted to walk into a trap. We know I pulled into the parking lot where I could ambush them and save the package. That's what we know about me, what do we know about you?" I asked with a smile. I knew it was coming but it sure as hell didn't make it hurt any less."Not the.