“Looks like the store is busy,” she replied as she pressed the button to raise the passenger side window, and drove off.It was a bit past three on... a Friday afternoon, and it did look like the store was busy from the packed parking lot. I strolled around looking at some of the items, like many of the other men were. I took a position at the edge of the adult videos where I could watch most of the room, and the entry door..My wife entered the building, the bright sun streaming through the door. “Fffk yuu...”“No, don’t think so. We’ve been there, done that, and you tried to sell us out to the Nelsons,” he replied. “Donna has a question for you. Consider your answer carefully.”“So, Judas Whore, here’s your choices,” Donna said. “We can kill you, quick and easy, dump your body out here. Or, we can imprison you at Clanglang or some other site where you’ll never see the light of day again. Or we can exile you ... dump you on the street somewhere in the world with no money – with the. ’ ‘Well, you certainly got your share, Mike.’ ‘It looks like you’ve got some bruises of your own. How’d ya get that?’ Flustered, I dropped my hands into my lap and grasped at the first excuse I could think of. ‘Oh, I was cleaning the kitchen and bumped into the edge of the table. Really, it’s nothing.’ ‘Don’t be so sure, Penny Collins-Lynch. Trust me, some bruises are hematomas that can be life threatening. Let me take a look.’ Before I could object, Mike was gently holding my arm. He held my. I hear the sound of a zipper as you unzip your pants, pulling your cock out and stroking the fat head against my cheek. I purr contentedly, leaning my head into your cock and balls. I snuggle my face between the hanging oblong orbs taking a deep breath in and inhaling the scent of you.I run my soft cheeks along the length of your shaft, every once in a while, flicking my tongue out to trail saliva and lubricate your thickness. I open my mouth wider, sticking my tongue out, trying to lick the.