“ Please, I’ll do anything you want?” Gordon begged.“ Anything?” , I askedShe gulped back a sob” Ja, anything”I leaned down to within in...ches of her face and paused over her dramatically.“ Not interested”“ Oh gott nein!!!”“ Shut her up Faith”, I told my redheaded friend“ You got it”, she smiled stepping up to her face.Faith gripped Gordon by the neck hard till she gasped for a breath and then she thrust her slim hips forward and shoved the black strapon into her mouth. Gordon gagged and. For all Buffy knew, theymight, even now, be having their way with the witch. Buffy had alreadyhad visions of what demons "having their way" with Willow mightrepresent, and she didn't want to think about that again--it had beenhorrible. Instead, the semen still running in slow, meandering streamsdown her breasts, belly, genitals, thighs, back, and ass, and the spermstill frantically darting up and down and across her bare flesh, Buffywaded through the pool of semen that had washed back out of. There was no need to frustrate her fragile sanity by making a complicated affair out of ordering breakfast. ‘Are you ready to order?’ A young waiter, who seemed just as tired as Honor, looked at her and waited expectantly. ‘Ummm…waffles, scrambled eggs, and large orange juice.’ She mumbled the sentence feebly, surprised the waiter was able to understand. ‘You want any type of fruit on your waffles?’ He scribbled furiously on his pad. The question brought Honor’s tired yet gutter, driven mind. ' Ron replied '...only if I can make up for my shift pay, I've got bills that need attention badly...' I tried to be diplomatically with my answer '...I didn't intend to put you to work, I wanted both of us to have some fun times together and hope that it want be our last...' Ron smirked sexily saying '...can't have no fun worrying about my financial needs...' Seeing that we were at a stand still I inquired '...how much are we talking about, and are you gonna work hard to secure it...' Ron.