She was dressed in a tank top and Kitty could see the tattoo's on her arms. She looked at Kitty and it sent a shiver down her spine. " I will order tw... white wines please." Her voice quivering. The Barb walked to the bar and Kitty caught herself watching her walk away. She looked down and turned red. Not wanting the Waitress to see her looking. Sue saw her though. "She looks out of place Barb. Does she know where she is?" barb looked back at Kitty. " No, I don't think she does. But she will. His left hand was still on my head as his right hand was unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down the zipper."Pull it out, won't ya boy?" I heard his gruff voice say.I did as I was told and pulled the front of his jeans open, his hairy belly hanging over the top of the waistband of his underwear. I reached underneath those and put my hand inside, feeling a thick bush of pubes and finally a hard moist dick. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled it out.It was thick! His glistening head pushing. The back door, he decided. He'd get Frank, and they'd go out the back door. They simply couldn't wait for help to find them. They needed to get to it. Only now, as Jay headed back to the kitchen, he began to think of Oliver. The boy was a problem.Jay no longer wanted to bring him along. Leave him here. Let the law deal with him. He could be a murderer. After all, Oliver was the only one there in the house. He was acting strangely, even more so than usual. He obviously knew there was a corpse in. "He pulled back briefly, but only long enough to take aim at my mouth with his arrow. "Spit on it boy, get it nice and lubed up cause I'm gonna fuck your throat like a $2 whore."Again grabbing my head firmly between his strong hands, he buried his cock straight down my throat, his big dickhead plowing through my tight windpipe till I thought his cock was buried clear into my lungs, his pubes tickling my nose and his balls snug up against my chin. He held my head, keeping his dick buried as my.