The troll certainly didn’t seem slow. His spear struck like lightning. John leaned away, batting the shaft not the head this time. He’d been almos... too slow as he tried to come up with a plan to win. If this was the ‘easy task’, he wasn’t looking forward to the next one!The next spear-jab he batted with his tomahawk, thinking he could get inside its swing. Instead, his ax hooked on the halberd’s and locked up. The troll recognized this for the advantage it was and yanked back. John had no. “Swallow all of it whore, don’t miss a drop!” he ordered I did as best I could while getting the hell pounded out of me by Sam. The part the ran out of my lips Dominic pushed to my mouth with the head of his cock and I ran my thumb up the underside to show him I wanted every drop. Watching that final drop of Dominic’s cum drip from the head of his cock on to my waiting tongue was more than Sam could handle and with a groan he emptied his balls into my now stretch cunt. Like Mike Sam pumped in. I gotta go. Jill wants me to help out back." With that, she broke the connection. I watched from down the street as she looked at her phone for a second or two before dropping it back in her purse.She visibly sighed and turned back toward the house of Asshole Harvey Bland and climbed the two steps leading to the front porch. She paused again before reaching for the door handle. I remember Good Ole Harvey telling her to walk right on in. It looked now like he had not left the door open as he had. ’ Putting down the laptop and standing up, the handset close to his ear, his eyes closed as he stood up, feeling the heavy mantle of worry settle back onto his shoulders, he told her, ‘Can’t you take her to the hospital?’ ‘Please come…please!’ ‘OK…I’ll get a cab over…how bad is she?’ ‘She’s been on a three day bender. Please hurry.’ and then the phone went dead in his ear. Grabbing his jacket and keys he left the quiet and settled atmosphere of his tiny apartment and hailing a cab in the street.