“I did as you asked,” she said in a confident voice. Her cock was limp but it was still the biggest thing Paula ever saw, it rested all the way to... her knees just burly touching the cum on the floor.“I am ready for you,” Alene said in a calm serene voice. She tried not to show it, but her sexual drive was anything but empty. She could easily go another five rounds before she could even think about relaxing. But she had to, she wanted to end the tyrannical control Paula had over everyone and in a. Sorry fuckface, you’re on your ownhere, but as you say, I’m sure we can work something out.”Now I stated to worry, I couldn’t believe that they would leave me likethis, well certainly not Ged, I looked over to the owner, “Ok, look, I don’thave much, but you can take what I have."He looked at and smiled. “I’ve looked at the cctv tapes, I know you were’ntinvolved in the violence, believe me, that is the only reason you’re stillbreathing. But you still owe me. The damage to the bar and the hiring. It'd be damned irresponsible to let them anywhere near my tools. Like giving a loaded .45 to a toddler. They either don't have the sense to know what they're doing (or when to stop) or they simply don't care. Either way the lucky girls whose skin wasn't flailed away completely would be scarred for life instead, and I mean that literally as well as psychologically. You might think I'm crazy to say this or that I'm rationalizing my sins (and who knows ? maybe I am), but those girls would get. When she released our kiss and drew back, I think she saw the confusion in my mind. “You’re cute, you know that?” she offered as an explanation. “And you’re filthy, and willing, and you’ve got a great cock. So let’s go put all that together in the bed room where I’ll fuck your brains out.” She turned and ran back into the house looking for the bed, and I tagged along patiently while she searched. I finally caught up to her sitting on the edge of my bed, taking off her shoes before pulling out.