"Well, don't mind me. Why don't you just get back to work. I'll just relax here." She leaned back in the chair, fixing her eyes on Samantha.Samantha's... smile slipped just a little. Then she turned to her computer and started typing away, trying as hard as she could to ignore Orchid's stare. Orchid didn't seem to blink. Didn't seem to move. She just kept her eyes on Samantha, her gaze never wavering.After a minute, Samantha's fingers staccato keyboard clicking slowed, became sporadic as she. Except for Jonny.The odds were, and remained, that there was no way that the paranoid nutjob was going to take my advice seriously. He’d already made up his mind to accept Fire Drake’s offer and live for another day, or until he could think of a way to weasel out of it. Jonny was both adamant and flustered, seeing nothing but enemies now everywhere around him. Odds were that I didn’t need to consider replacing him from the local leadership, because within a week (at most), Drake would have done. However unless one is extremely proficient with whip the accuracy doesn't match that ofthe smaller Buggy Whip." Really?" I said "and just what might I expect should I chose the Bull Whip?" "If it's to used on you I would not recommend the Bull Whip. The Bull Whip because of it's length and thickness tends leave much morepronounced and deeper markings." he continued as if he were selling me an automobile. "Also the Bull Whip has a tendency to want towrap around the torso or hips upon impact. She allows him to push his manhood all the way back to her throat. Just as Chuck is ready to release his load, my own groin begins to feel that wonderful warmth of pending ejaculation as I jerked off while enjoying the show. Dave says “Ronnie, why don’t you go over to the bed and shoot on Jo’s face”. I obediently aim my cum at Jo’s face while she sucks down Chuck’s semen. It’s over in a minute. I sit down on the side of the bed while I milk out the last few drops of jiz. Jo releases Chuck’s.