The kitchen adjoined nearby, but it seemed rude to just pour myself a glass of water. I rapped my knuckles on the glass, hoping to be heard. “Olga?�...�� I asked the empty room, but no response came. 'I ought to at least ask her before I just help myself,' I thought, slipping my dirty boots off on the patio and stepping inside, my socks padding quietly on the thick carpet.The kitchen was immaculate, gleaming and empty. I walked through to the living room; easily four times the size of my own and. With his back to me I knew that it was my time to strike. Using my speed I was behind him before he realized that someone was behind him. Not giving him a chance to react I chose my target which turned out to be a skull tattoo at the base of his skull. Driving my Sai to the hilt in his head, he was dead before he even hit the floor. Catching the body when he turned into a two hundred pound paper weight I did the best I could trying to lower his body to the floor silently since I did not know. "That sounds like just the movie I was hoping for." Still behind him, Lea un-buckles his pants and slides her hands into the open jeans. She slips past his underwear and places both hands on his cock. She pulls and strokes it, enjoying the moan of delight from Alex that her gentle caress on his cock caused. Her fingers slide lower until she can feel the heat from his balls. Lea massages them between her fingers Alex pushes his ass against her groin. After he is as hard as a post, Lea withdraws. When Stacy came home from her work trip, our lives went back to normal. I still fucked Stacy when I could, but it was hard to get time alone without Ayden in the apartment. When Stacy went to yoga or hung out with her girlfriends, Ayden would take charge and tell me to suck his dick. Sometimes he even fucked me in the shower, since we didn't want to risk Stacy walking in on us. Whenever it was just me and him, I willingly submitted to Ayden's desires and craved his cock inside me.I ended up.