It seems that we have to live together even if neither of us like the situation. Perhaps we can try and just get along. I expect the heavy hand of you... father has forced your return and no doubt has set targets he expects you to achieve. I'll help you as much as I can, but you'll have to do your part too. As far as I'm able, I'll try and keep out of your hair and perhaps in return, you can try and control yourself a little." I received a sullen nod in response but I didn't make an issue of it.. A male with at least a ten inch cock grabbed her hips and jammed his manhood into her shaved pussy. He fucked her quivering orgasmic body like a piston in and out for what seemed like an eternity until she felt a warm gush inside her. He pumped at least a half cup of baby potent cum into her. She looked around and no one was going to help her. Instead they were going to help themselves to her. Man after man in the line took turns fucking her tight cunt. Some blew their loads immediately while. A dull silver blade slowly sprang from his hand, like an angry red hornet crawling from a gourd. The young man instinctively took a wary step back. The man in black was looking at him in a way that left him baffled, as if he was someone in a museum studying a particularly detailed piece of art. There didn’t seem to be any apprehension or fear about him, instead he was just standing there watching him with an old straight razor in his hand, like someone pondering the logic behind the eccentric. I figured Burns had one around, but I wasn't going to wear it. I vowed to clear out his clothes and other effects as fast as I could without raising suspicions.I stood near the living room windows marveling at sight of the predawn city and Central Park laid out twenty stories below me. There was a light dusting of snow but nothing that should slow me down on my errands today. Fortunately it was a winter Saturday so the traffic should be lighter.I refilled my cup and gravitated to the office. I.