He stood cleaning his own weapons, staring silently down at the corpses at his feet. John noticed the man’s blade and spear were nearly duplicates f...r Sygraid’s.“What happened?” He heard Treb’s mother ask him as he retrieved the tomahawk.“I slipped.” The boy panted. “He was so fast, I couldn’t ... couldn’t get him after he turned.”“No worries, Treb.” John spoke over Sygraid. “What would’ve happened if you had thrown the spear before moving?”Treb stared at his weapon, thinking.“I don’t know.” He. At first, I simply held him again, enjoying the heat of his body and the caress of his hands. Then I started to worry about what we had done. His wife and I had been close once. She wouldn't have allowed this back then, and I'm sure that wouldn't have changed. What if he did turn out to be the thief? What if he planned to blackmail me now? I wondered if he would tell me the truth if I asked him.The question slipped out before I realized I was speaking."So, how good are you at keeping secrets?"I. ‘Sound good. I’ll have to ask him.’ Colette saw Jean-Marie coming out of his office. ‘Just in time.’ she said, then leaned over. ‘Mr. Bête? Your girl would like to order sushi tonight. Do you eat cold fish?’ she asked, loud enough for most to hear and embarrass Isabelle while she heard giggling and snickering. ‘Dear Colette, no fish I ate has ever been cold, but I do like raw fish, yes.’ he said with a blank face. Isabelle groaned at the whistles through the office. ‘Colette…’ ‘What?’ Colette. As he felt the dam burst inside him, he pulled his dick out of Jenna's mouth and firmly gripped his shaft, aiming it straight at her waiting face.Jenna moaned lewdly as the first splash of her father's cum splashed against her skin; it felt hot and smelled salty and, although she had never wanted a man to cum on her face before, she felt happier than she could remember being in a long time. Anthony groaned as spurt after spurt of jizz erupted from his dick and landed on Jenna; some landed in.