The spray of the water on his back is fogotten his attention focuses entirely on her mouth and his cock. He watches it disappear, and emerge, again a...nd again. The he feels the release. His balls tighten, he feels the cum begin to move up his shaft, as he pushes into her mouth. He moans loudly as it begins to spurt out, that first hot, gooey jet shooting onto the back of her throat. His cock spasms as he thrusts again, and another squirt of cum emerges. Another grind, and more cum. As he feels. ‘You can’t go on like that’, began A-shi-muka and swept his long black hair curls aside. ‘As members of the lower social class you are condemned to plunder and kill. Thats what the bourgeoisie dictates you. Find yourself, then you will find your place in life as full members of society.’ The footpads-chief had enough now. His face had turned colour and first signs of foam began to take shape at his lips. Hoarse and mad he cried: ‘Kill the idiot! At once! Or I gonna execute you all! Kill!. ' I winked. 'And you!'The wink seemed lost on him. His eyes were still on me, but he was looking inside himself.'I have all the time in the world, so between us...'His words fizzled out. There was an elephant in the room and, perhaps because it was such a minuscule room, I found it suddenly too big to ignore.'Don't you work?'I immediately wished I hadn't asked. The man vanished. Fuck knows what took his place. Whatever it was, it hung its head.'No, I... Sorry, I can't... I...'There were tears. Knowing Nick I asked if he already approached Jack about this and he stated, "No, because he didn't know how to go about it and was afraid Jack would miss interpreted what we wanted." I said, "What if we invited Jack over to the house for dinner and the both of us approach him in regards to this matter". Nick agreed and the stage was set.Nick invited his brother over for dinner one Saturday evening; we had a few drinks, small chat and kidded around about his sperm not being good for me. Then.