”Ayn frowned.“Your van is gone?”“Yeah, what do I keep saying? Give His Majesty a break. Ever since you’ve buried yourself balls deep into th...at tight ass, you started to sound like a moron, Ayn. Thinking too much with your dick?” Marcus joked, but only half-heartedly.“Xav is actually gone, too,” Ayn replied, ignoring his friend’s banter.“Don’t tell me,” Marcus huffed. “You told him it’s okay to take my van out for some pleasure walk. Damn, Ayn, how about you be more generous with your own toys,. His weakness was beautiful women, and Laura Wilson qualified as a temptress by being born beautiful. But she would pay and pay dearly, Abby thought with relish. She was sure Peter Lessing wouldn't mind lending her the services of his huge, dim-witted valet.George looked down at his naked wife, knowing without a doubt what she was thinking. He knew what he could conjure up in her jealous mind by mentioning the women that he had just finished with, and he knew as well that Abby always seemed to. "There in a two-horsed carriageThat on two wheels ranGreat-bladdered Emer sat.Her violent manCuchulain sat at her side;Thereupon'Propped upon my two knees,I kissed a stoneI lay stretched out in the dirtAnd I cried tears down." ... So I knocked the gun out of his hand and he began to run away."Zoey and I talked about our story as far as what to say to Beth, and that's about all we covered during our short car ride. Once she dropped me off at my car, she headed to the police station to file a. Back and forth.The next thing she knew she was on her knees with one hand around his shaft as she shoved it in her mouth.Oh God, it tastes like heaven!She sucked and slobbered over it. It was like sucking on a popsicle made of her favourite ice cream, but warm.Fuck. Master must be pissed.But she heard him laughing.“Couldn’t resist?” He asked.She shook her head, but didn’t dare let go of her prize. Now that she had it, she was determined to give her Master as much pleasure as his cock was giving.