Kristin wanted to be a fiend for her son's cock, and there was no better way than to accomplish that than to abstain herself from masturbation. Ben wa... going to be the one in charge from now on of when his mother's cunt would be able to squirt to her heart's content.Ben went to bed immediately after he spewed those several portions of cock juice all over his mommy's skirt. He was completely emotionless and spent after his willing sex-puppet took care of his needs. There were no more objectives. . of at least one. What else could happen,I wondered. And Lisa, still laying in the crook of my arm, had fallenfast asleep, a vast smile of contentment spread across her sleepingface.But sleep certainly sounded like a great idea.I closed my eyes.* * * * *An incessant pounding on the door woke both Lisa and me up. A quickpeek at my clock radio told me it was 4:15 in the morning."Don't worry about it honey," I told her. "I'll go down and see who'sthere." Be careful, honey."I wondered who. Bee has just stopped using a cane to walk but still moves slow. Dove has a hearing aid in her left ear, but is still improving. Rich has recovered from his concussion and I have another fading scar added to all the others. Who is bothering us now?We all are armed with automatic pistols and the security force provided by Mr. Black would be able to stop a company of soldiers with ease.The middle SUVs rear passenger door opens and a single man in a grey suit gets out holding a white handkerchief.. It wasn’t ’til the third ring that she realized the sound was coming from her own room. She ran to her dresser and pulled out the ringing cell phone. Her hands were shaking. A large part of her was furious: How dare he call her when she had given up all hope? A tiny but desperate part of her begged her to answer before he changed his mind.“Hello,” she said in as cold a voice as she could muster.“Hello, Amaya. I’ve missed you,” Wesley said.“I’ve missed you, too,” she managed to choke out.“I know.