It is then that I hear another rap song come on. Didn’t hear the first of it, but the rest I heard: “Scream bitch scream, I wanna rpe you Me and m...y gang will be cumming on your face We want to see you drown when we’re pissing on your face Fucking suck my cock bitch, I wanna knock you up Scream bitch, scream, I’ll rpe you till you die Me and my gang will be cumming on your face Fucking suck my cock bitch, I wanna knock you up If you say no, I’m gonna fuck you up I wanna rpe you Take you behind. I guarantee I'm the best piece of ass you'll ever have. I can get you to the moon and then take you even higher."You'd like putting it in my ass. I'll suck you clean afterwards. I know moves you have never dreamed of. You ever stuck you hand up a cunt before? It's a trip. Leave the kid alone and I'll make you happy. Hell, I'll make you more than happy. I'll fuck you so hard you can't walk for a week."As Muffin followed Summers into the viewing room, he turned to her. "Maybe I'll think about it.. I don't remember what was going through my mind, if anything at all. All I know is his grin had returned, and he was loosening his grip as he guided me to my knees. I didn't say no. I didn't fight back. I watched him undo those brown pants and slide his cock out. He stepped forward and brought this hardening cock towards my mouth. I opened. I accepted. How did this happen? It didn't matter. Nothing mattered anymore. I was sucking his cock again, and it felt good. I could feel my throat relax as. On his final night in Choteau, Dave poured himself a double scotch and tallied his own investments. It had taken another month to sell some selected stocks, the house, and most of his furniture. The convertible made a nice trade on a four-wheel drive pickup. Dave transferred the money to the bank in Choteau, and drove to his new home. After nine weeks of hard work and several trips to Clyde’s store, the place was looking better. Dave had planned on at least a year of repairs before he could.