She looked at me and gave me a weird smirk saying "mmm good chocolate." I couldn't believe it, my own sister had just eaten my cum out of my hand and ...didn't realize it. Or so I thought.My panik started to go away but I still didn't dare go back to the closet tonight. I sat and played some video games for a while and then just went to sleep. I woke up at about 2 in the morning to the most amazing sensation I'd ever felt. An amazing tingling feeling coming from my dick. I looked down to see. Corrupt cops, thugs, hustlers, prostitutes and gang bangers. They’ve all been found dead. A bullet to the forehead. The old white man sitting next to me says he hopes the police kill the creep who’s killing people when they find him. A young black woman sitting across from me says the killer is doing the city a favor by getting rid of undesirables. He’s not a villain in her book apparently. I find that fascinating. A lot of people think that if you’re a villain, you’ve got no rules and no. After a few minutes of bullshiting i asked him if he would ever "experiment" with another guy. his answer although good was very shocking." yea i think i would" was what he said. while thinking of asking him if he would do anything with me i got a massive erectionand as i looked at him i saw him staring at my know buldging pants and with a smurk if i might add. with knowing that he was liking that i was turned on he walked over and unzipped his pants. after what seemed like a life time he. They found themselves in a large, elegant lounge with stylish furnishings. There were no windows, which again didn't surprise him. There were several men there, but only one other woman. All wore pajamas, of course.The woman and one of the men approached Greg and Allison."Hi," the man greeted cheerfully. "I'm Frank, and this is my wife Carol." Greg and Allison," Greg replied warmly. They all shook each others' hands."My wife arranged this for my birthday," Frank said. "Hell of a birthday.