She raised her glass and simply said “To an evening of memories” took a sip and ran her tongue slowly over her lips as she set the drink down. He ...tood up and left enough to cover the tab and a generous tip and took her by the hand, leading her out on the street. Rather than hailing a cab, he pulled her close and let the light rain fall on them as they walked. She shivered at the cold as it trickled down her collar and snuggled closer to him to stay warm. His hand crept down from her waist and. "Help me with these."A pair of large wheelbarrows stood on the grass to the left hand side of the gate. They were made out of a metal so dark it was almost black."Carnivrillarofax has left a gift," Verdé said. "Let's go and feed the wargen."With what, Phil thought. He looked inside and immediately wished he hadn't. The wheelbarrow was full of hacked up body parts. Phil saw hands, feet, limbs; all caked in dried blood. There was even a severed head, staring up at the sky with glassy eyes.Phil. Is this Victor really who he says he is?”“I’m afraid so. A lot of what he told me jogged memories in my brain. I’m only sorry you got involved in our little vendetta. I’ll get you outta here somehow, I promise.”“Be careful vhat you say. He could be vatching and listening to us.”“Let that mother-fucker listen. I don’t care. There’s something ya need to know.”“Vhat?”Logan hangs his head forward so I cannot see his face. “He – he told you the truth about what we did. The sex was brutal,. He stuck a tit in his mouth and reached behind her, grabbing her arse with both hands as he started pumping faster. He let her breast fall and heavily sighed, “I'm going to cum.” She just rode him harder and I watched as his balls righted and he started grunting with every thrust. Robert dumped his hot white seed deep into my wife's pussy as she ground down on him. When she finally rolled off of him I could see his cum running out of her. My cock was rock hard in my pants from watching all.