"Hanes just looked up from his eating and stared, having not the slightest notion what to say.Diana sat on her husband's lap and injected, "We had som...e rather ... embarrassing moments when we were in a restaurant before we figured out what was going on with the pheromones. There was a time or two when I thought a waitress was going to strip for my husband right there with me looking on." Ladies," Jeff said, turning his gaze to the nurses. "With your permission, Little One will start the process. Juan would probably have gotten the gun back and shot me if you hadn't been there. Hell, the dumb son of a bitch tried it with the police there. I'll clear it with Sharon. What I meant was what happened at the apartment. Violence and death like that can cause the strongest people to have problems. I want you to get help if you need it, don't think that it is being unmanly to ask, you get it if you need it; understand?" Yeah, I do. I'm okay with it right now. Knowing that you saved Jennifer. Who has not heard the tales that are whispered about the messengers of the Queen? That their powers far exceed those of mere mortals? That a messenger can walk through closed doors, or even through solid walls? That she can make herself invisible? That she can pass thorough a crowd, through a phalanx of enemies, without being noticed? That she cannot be held, and cannot be bound? That she never tires, that she does not need light, nor water, nor food? That she can kill with a flick of her. I closed my eyes and leaned my head against Brad’s chest, enjoying the tingly warmth of my climax, as he kept using his hands on my hips to pump me up and down on his erect pole. He didn’t last much longer, and suddenly pulled me down onto his hard cock as far as I could go, shooting a load of cum deep into my cunt. He continued slamming me up and down on his prick, shooting more and more cum into my pussy. When he was finally finished emptying his load inside me, we sat like that – me leaning.
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