The idea and the resultant images removed other thoughts from his mind. As her massage of his crotch continued for a few seconds more, he struggled ...to shift in his seat which caused mess to move around his backside and pool at the back of the chair, soaking his cheeks in chocolate and causing jam to move up towards his anus. Gentle giggles came from Emma, in front of him, and the massage ended, bringing him slightly back towards reality. "We nearly forgot the custard!" exclaimed Emma in mock. I pulled out another hundred and gave it to him.“Keep it,” I told him, “you put in a lot of time on this today. You want another beer?”“Sure, I can handle another one.” We went into the kitchen and had a couple of more beers and some biscuits. We talked for a while before Ed left, then I started dinner for myself and Ashley. She would wake up eventually and probably be hungry.I watched the evening news on the TV to see if there were any missing person reports or any other unusual occurrences.. “I want to talk to you,” he said. “About what?” “I know you saw me yesterday.” “Saw you?” “Fucking that girl.” I blushed. “I was just curious on what would you do that hour alone, and then I saw her coming in.” “Look,” he said, “Lisa stopped giving me pussy now and for a long time so I found it somewhere else.” “Is she the only one that you’re fucking?” I asked. “No. I have a few. I don’t even remember their names, but I don’t care. They give me what I want.” He took a deep breath before. There wasn’t enough room for the woman to move forwards. She was wrapped in furs like she had been outside, in the room it was warm and she was starting to sweat. They had a standoff.Jesse crept forward and picked up the gun, moving it to the table. The shotgun was lowered. “What the fuck are you three doing out here in this weather?” she started to take off her furs as the others also removed outerwear“Might ask the same of you?” responded Cavendish, adding as her face became visible “Not a.