Before Tom had an inkling of what was going on, I conjured my scythe and proceeded to stab him in his back. Sadly, in my weakened state, the attack wa...s lacking in power as it didn’t finish him off in one strike like I had thought it would.But the momentary shock and pain I had caused provided me ample opportunity to escape his clutches. I jumped off his back and assumed my attacking position, ready to commence my offensive.Even in his injured state, Tom had the strength to turn towards and take. I countered, keeping myself between him and the two women. The light from the single pole in the parking lot fell on both our faces and I heard him growl, and then laugh. ‘Well, well, I thought it was you. Bridget O’Brien, the brave little Irish bitch. I thought I taught you before, don’t stand in my way. But then, you never did understand. You fool. You try to be one of these humans, protect them.’ He fairly spat at me. ‘They’re cattle, you stupid slut.’ I growled back. I knew my face had. The women touching Stewart were expert masterbatrixes, and they very efficiently stroked and squeezed Stewart's penis and testicles right to the brink of orgasm. What made them expert was not so much how quickly they got him there, but how they were able to keep him there, at that plateau, without letting him cum. After letting her class enjoy the show for a short while, Jessica cleared her throat. She noticed that most of her pupils were shiting their legs underneath their skirts. . ." No! I most certainly do not have to listen, you little slut! I saw you! I watched, and I heard everything you fucking said."His voice turned cruel then, a nasally falsetto, as he mimicked her words."Oh Frank! You're so fucking big! God, I can't stand it! You're so incredible! I love how you fuck me! Don't ever stop! God, I bet Danny wishes he could fuck me this good..."As he talked, his expression went from stern to angry, then to unstable. A twitch developed at the corner of his mouth, and.