I’ll get to that tomorrow. Yeah, tomorrow. Right now, I’m on a mission. If I don’t find it, I just might spread my legs for the first hot canine... I see out my window. I know the neighbor’s had his eye on me... Ah ha! Oh my precious pulsating flourish furnisher, I hope you’re ready for the weekend. 3 days of heat every 6 months can certainly put a toy through its paces.Sitting on the edge of my bed, I check the time to make sure my brother won’t be home for awhile. This is the first month for us. "Mmmmm," I let out a little purr of satisfaction. Getting a quick taste of his silky fluid had not gone unnoticed by Kurt and my eyes flicked up to see him smiling down at me. I could see a fine sheen of sweat on his face and a look of pure lust in his eyes as he reached forward and took my head forcefully into his hands once again."Oh fuck, that pretty mouth of yours looks so good ... and I need this so bad," he said as he held my head in place and leaned his body slightly forward until he fed. I watched completely enthralled as Mina worked my wife over. Her mouth was all over her, sucking her neck and slowly nibbled her way down Christie’s succulent body. My cock throbbed as Mina removed Christie’s skirt and revealed her wet bush. Christie was thoroughly enjoying this. The nudge from Greg brought me back to why we were there.I walked over to the writhing women and began to stroke my cock as I watched them. Their slender bodies underneath me. They noticed I was standing over them and. About the only visible change at the Wrigley was that we now had a naked elevator operator, Nature Boy. One of the five permanent hotel guests.My friend, and Sabbath’s savior, Sister Mary Packer, had been strangled to death by a stupid burglar who had panicked when she woke up to find him ransacking the shelter for cash and drugs. But her name and legacy lived on. A New York hedge funder, Phillip Montgomery, started the Sister Mary Packer Foundation. Generous donations and annual fundraisers.