"It was at least a nice car, Mallory thought as they drove to whatever restaurant Lon decided would be fitting. Lon was too much of a jerk to deserve ...it all, of course, although being a jerk somehow doesn't make it impossible to have nice things. The universe, Mallory was finally starting to realize, is very seldom aligned like it ought to be.Lon pulled into a driveway, and Mallory noticed that they were in a residential district - a nice, suburban development.Sensing Mallory's growing anxiety,. My cock started to stir in my pants at this show. They began to caress each other's bodies slowly and gently, cupping each other’s breasts. Eventually, they interrupted their kiss, and with a flirty glance at me, they moved over to the bed. Paula lay on her back, her legs over the side, while Michele began to suckle her breasts. Michelle began to move down Paula's tummy, slowly and teasingly, until she got her mouth right next to her clit. She flicked her tongue at Paula's clit while. Its no wonder my cock would twitch the instant I saw them in full view. I would usually have enough time to bring myself to the brink of orgasm just before her night gown would slide down over her head and hide those spheres that I was so entranced by.Then, breathlessly, Iwould silently tip toe back to my bed and jerk myself off thinking about mom's sweet wonderful tits.Then it happened. The night of all nights. I was standing at my usual place just outside her door. This time it was. As she pulled the pants down she saw the wound and almost cried out. It was deep, so deep she could see the bone of his thigh, the tear in his flesh ragged and torn. She could see the pulsing of the main artery of his leg, and the torn muscle and tissue."By the gods!" She muttered softly."Hurry Tarifa." He gasped.Tarifa did as he told her, finally pulling the pants completely off his legs and turning to look at him as he forced himself up to his feet. Tarifa noticed two things right away that.