He opened the cloth packet to find some dried meat and cheese, the meat he guessed to be venison though he couldn’t place the spices she had used, t...he cheese tasted like it was made from goat’s milk but was firmer than he was accustomed.As he ate he took in his surroundings, having been too distracted to truly examine Ikuno’s home before. It appeared to be around 25 paces long and close to ten wide with a vent hole in the middle of the vaulted roof that smoke from the torches made its way up to. "It'snot OK, it's because I find it so hard to call you Janice, because Iknow inside you aren't Janice, because I'm in love with the personinside and now I cant even say your name without fear of more badthings happening to you."Melissa then did something I never expected, and then in and kissed megently on my huge pouting lips. She kissed me hard, holding me and thenslipping her tongue inside my mouth. I was so shocked but found myselfreturning the kisses before pulling my head away. "Melissa,. With every thrust, he pressed me against the headboard, with only a pillow for cushioning against the hard wood. He seemed out of any control, thrusting with every muscle, his face wild. And unbelievably, my ongoing orgasm grew stronger with every thrust to where I didn’t know if I could take it any longer.He thrust one last time, let out a roar and I felt his cock erupt, spasming cum inside me. His body convulsed, short, hard thrusts, the feeling of his hot cum reviving the orgasm that had. It didn't go with her outfit like her jeans did, one half dyed red and the other dyed black. She even had two different colored high tops on. She dipped her face in the sink, turning the water on. Part of me was thankful I was too poor for dishes while she started to wash her face, slapping the revolver on the counter. All I did was look at it while my heart hammered my rib cage and my stomach churned. The girlfriend of the infamous Joker Killer was here, in my apartment. Cue lightning quick.