Until the last two days she had thought that 'cock sluts' only existed in guy's fantasies. Now, she wasn't so sure.There was no doubt that the erectio... in her hand sent shivers up her spine. She really loved sucking cock and the spunk that flowed out tasted great. It even felt great against her skin. Yes by damn, she wanted his cock and his cum anyway and everyway she could get it. Her hand began pumping him softly.After shoving his briefs off of his ass she grunted and rolled them over so that. "Fuck I'm cuming," I cry out, and he's not far behind. "Oh fuck," he groans, and drives himself roughly into me with his release. I grind my hips hard against him, milking my orgasm. Moaning and humping and falling, I ride it out until every drop of endorphin has been released, coursing through my body, sating me. I exhale sharply and flop onto him, catching my breath. He wraps his arms around me. "Damn," Ethan says as his chest rises and falls. I smile. "It's only been three days." "Three. ”“Well, with all the shit we’ve been through, they better have an army waiting for us,” she states, pumping herself up for a confrontation.Neither one of them wishes for a fight, hoping for an easy in and easy out for once, but if one presents itself then they won’t have much of a choice. They go through the same process with this new door as they did with the previous one. This time the door opens to a darkened hallway. Wall sconces line the length of the wall but the lights are dimmed low. "It doesn't hurt," he said, his voice quiet, then louder, "I don't hurt, anywhere."He pulled his pajama shirt up a little and found only a faint pucker where the bullet had gone through him when it almost destroyed one of his kidneys."She left you that scar for bragging rights," Jeff chuckled as the nurses hugged Art, telling him how glad they were that he was healed.Diana handed Art a bundle of folded clothes with a pair of shoes sitting on top. "These belong to Dave. You'll meet him shortly..