I could not retreat as his huge spear kept hitting the back of my throat. Each thrust seemed more powerful than the last. Occasionally he would thrust... his huge tool down my throat and pause, looking into my bulging eyes while his balls rested on my chin. Finally, he backed off and laid me down on the deck.Mike went inside and came back with a pillow and propped it under my head before strattling my chest. He placed his huge cock between my tits and began thrusting. He took my hands and made me. ....Pays really well...." , he says. Great , another job, you think to yourself, like you haven't done enough for him recently. But , your ego and your curiosity push you to ask ;" Does that gig have a name ?" Walter Black. A nobody. Works for the Mafia i heard. If your in , which i know you are, then i'll text ya the detail . Oh , and this one his a teamwork, ok? So , see you in an hour. " , he hangs up .Super-Great. A mafia cat. You never can get tired of them. You can never get tired of. Finally I announce, “quite time”. Johnny tilts his head to the side, with a curious look. “Camp protocol—10 PM. Respect for the a****ls in the woods, and other campers. A couple of hours later, me and Dustin and Johnny pile in the jeep for a final trip to the bath house. Take a dump, brush your teeth, whatever you needed to do. There' about 4 others there as well, 2 in the showers, and 2 of them--- “Holy fuck” exclaims Johnny as we walk in. Dustin just grins at him and says what ? Johnny grabs. Before she could get two syllables out though, the girl had flung her arms around Scarlet, thanking her behind sobs and tears. Scarlet instinctively put her arms around the woman to assure her she was alright but almost instantly felt a slight pinch against her exposed neck. Her knees buckled. She felt herself start to fall backwards as her field of vision quickly began to blur and blacken. The last thing she saw was the girl smirking and holding a syringe in her hands she hadn't noticed.