I held her hair and pushed her deep. She start sucking it. Oh my god, she was amazing!Then she took the cock out and licked its tip. She started to li...k from the top to the bottom and again she sucked it in. It was one of the best blowjobs of my life. She was a pro ib it. She started to play with my balls while sucking my cock. After 10 minutes, I came. She didn’t want to drink it and so, she spat it out.Now it was my turn to eat. I looked at her happy face and kissed her. I whispered in her. Her eyes snapped to the second guard, but he was down, pawing weakly at the knife embedded in his throat, his life's blood pumping all over the wooden floor.Kat, still in a half crouch, drew her left-hand needle thrower from her cargo pocket and turned towards the bar. Bob had his pistol in one hand, an antique-looking twin-barreled firearm in the other. He must have found it under the bar and decided to take advantage of the opportunity. Both of his security guards were down and not moving.. Dared she speak? “Y-you want to s-s-spank me now don’t you?” she stuttered, already knowing the answer, even though all he had asked her to do was spread her legs wider. “All?” she thought laughing inwardly at her own docile acceptance of the situation. But the act, the wanton act, of laying across his table, of allowing him to touch her intimately (well almost), her legs now spread waiting, waiting for his command, was driving her wild! Suddenly she knew he HAD to spank her, and spank her. "I'm thinking of making a youth group on Wednesdays. Wouldn't that be nice?" My father asks."That sounds great, dad," I reply, because I love my father, and I want him to think that I care about his decisions.We look to my brother, who is currently skewering a pancake. My brother looks up, a somnambulist shaken from sleep. "Yes, dad." But, it is too late. It is clear he is not paying attention and my father clams up, suddenly aware of my brother's (and possibly my) boredom.My father is glad.