I could tell from the way Phoebe's eyes were bulging that his size was her main concern at the time because she obviously on the verge of gagging on h...is meat.Another older brother came over and confirmed it was "Mister Blue" all right and that he lived with his mama down by the fish market right next to the burned down canning factory. This was almost too good to be true but Three Finger gave each of those guys a crisp new Fifty dollar note to keep them happy.We went back to the Denny's first. I dig my nails into Andre’s arms as I feel myself climbing higher and higher. His thrusts are coming quicker and deeper. I’m not sure how much more I can handle. Just as I think that, Andre reaches between us to play with my clit. It’s more than I can handle – I explode around him, screaming my release. I’m sure the whole world heard me. Moments later, Andre finds his own release and collapses beside me on the bed. We’re both panting from the exertion, but Andre finds the strength to lean. Not any of the innocent bystanders or the heroes that fight against villains, obviously, but other, equally villainous individuals would.So there are heroes and there are villains, each fighting for what they believe or desire with all of their might. Locked in an eternal struggle of good and evil, right and wrong, light and dark and general niceness and all around asshole-ness, the heroes and villains of the world live their lives the way they believe they must. And, in this battle of good. As we left Thomas told me of his particular plight...'I heard you as you told of bring attacked by those three hoodlums and what they put you through. I want you to know, David, that that should not have happen to you'. I replied 'thanks, but I've come to grips with it and have found ways to deal with the residual effects'. 'Oh', Thomas said 'and what residual effects are you referring to'. I looked at him as he kept his eyes on the road and said 'I don't think that I should say anything about.