" I know." Steve Burnside answered his voice small in the wake of such a huge man."Well then you should also know that you'll be on the street by the ...end of the week." There seemed to e in the large man's eyes even though there was none in his voice. "I've given you and your wife more than enough chances to make things even." Please, sir." Steve said in a soft plea. "We've got a sick baby and my job is barely paying enough to cover all of her doctors' visits." I'm sorry, Mr. Burnside." The. “Stop…Don’t do that.” Ebima laughed again and laid Chris down against the pillows. He leaned forward to kiss the boy again, and worked his way lower. “Ohh…I can’t…I don’t have the strength.” “You do not need it, my lover. I will do everything.” Chris was content to lay there, and bask in the warm wet kisses trailing down his body, but was shocked when he felt Ebima’s tongue in his asshole. He pushed at his shoulders. “Don’t…Not…Not clean. Don’t…Please.” Ebima sat up a bit and laughed. “Not. Becoming bolder, Marta turned her head and urged Heidi's hips towards her. Heidi eagerly complied, and soon Marta's tongue was moving rapidly where her fingers had been, all the while that Ronald was plunging between her legs. Those legs were now off his shoulders and wrapped around his hips; he now rested on his knees and elbows, and was fulfilling his fantasy of putting his weight on her large chest-pillows. They shifted again, with Marta now on top, straddling Ronald's pelvis and having. I lay on the bed behind her and took her in my arms. "Tammy. We need to talk about it. I haven't made up my mind." She turned and looked at me with a small ray of hope in her eyes. "I think you need to go back. But you have to agree. I can't force you." That's right you can't," as she pulled away."I know I can't. Now, please sit here by me and let's talk." She hesitated and then moved over next to me her defenses still spiky. I waited. She looked, challenging me with her eyes. I just waited..