The man was accompanied by a pair of well-dressed bruisers, in matching suits that gave the impression of uniforms, who placed themselves inside the r...om, one on each side of the door, and stared at him impassively."Mr. Depres, or perhaps I should call you Pan, yes? Or, just maybe, you prefer David Moore, your birth name."Pan crossed his arms in front of his chest, feigning nonchalance, determined not to show how fast his heart was beating or the sudden chill he felt at the information revealed. Until you get the chance to romance the ladies, we had better do all we can to keep you from losing your fool head. Prepare to defend yourself, you potbellied slob!”Harlan was on him in an instant and Porter had no time to protest his attacker’s last insult. The pain continued as shock after shock traveled up his arm and through his body as he parried and deflected the merciless blade. Porter knew better than to complain or beg for relief. Not only would a break not be forthcoming, but the fury. . you could always, you know, maybe lick it...?" An angry look flashed over her dark eyes. "You know that's wrong." Damned Catholic teaching. He'd thought the same once, that oral (not to mention anal) sex was a sin. But in his years of service, he'd done both, too many times to recall. His jaw ached in church on Sundays, from the head he gave during their Saturday night parties, and his arse still burned from their 'farewell fuck'. He rolled over sideways, his torso rippling like silk. She had opted to not wear a bra so her tits were exposed to Gus. Tricia had pretty firm tits with rock hard nipples that extended out about a half inch. Gus twirled the nipples in his fingers and then he leaned over taking one then the other in his mouth. Tricia went wild telling him, ‘Oh yes, suck my tits, suck my nipples, fuck me good!’ Gus could feel his balls start to tighten and he knew it wouldn’t be long before he filled Tricia’s pussy with his cum. Tricia stiffened and then had.