He loves you." Mom," Jack said gently, looking down at his mother, "keep sucking my cock. I didn't tell you to stop, you whore. I'll take care of Emil...." He reached down and grabbed his mother's head roughly, turning it back towards his raging erection.Chelsea looked up at her son, a happy smile on her face. "I'm sorry, Jack," she said. "I know you'll take care of everything." She gave her son's cock a long, wet lick, from the base of his scrotum up to the tip of his dick, and then took him. Turning back to the cunt, he began to wrap his arms round her torso, making it clear to her that her final moments were at hand. She began to beg hysterically as the evolved talons began to bite into her flesh and a sadistic smile played on her killer’s face: for all her pain and torture, she would die exactly like every other human who had ever crossed Alex Mercer’s path. She had realized she was meat when she had seen him remove his disguise, she knew it now as she died a painful death at the. The sounds of Shazz blowing Pete’s cock resumed. The rhythm of the creaking bed increased. The slurping sound became faster. Pete built towards his own climax. “Oh God! That’s good! I’m going to shoot! Oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhh!” The rhythm slowed but didn’t stop. Was Shazz swallowing Pete’s cum? Was she sucking him dry? “Wow!” said Pete. “That was awesome!” Wednesday Shazz was up. There was the sound of light rain on the Yurt roof. She seemed to hesitate and think about putting on a waterproof. The meeting we had ended had been the final step before implementation of the attacks. The Prince was going to approve and issue the funding that day. There were even plans for more attacks in the US by the end of summer with preplanning details.The more I read the files, I knew I had to turn all of this information over to Frank, Eric and Marty and the triplets and do it soon, before it lost its value.Even though it was late - after 8 PM - I called Frank, Eric and Marty on a conference call,.