It was like the wanted to pretend I wasn't there, and it was just the two of them, and perhaps they did. At one point I pulled my cock out, and jerked... off watching them. They either didn't notice or didn't care. I was still sleepy, so while they were still going at it, I went upstairs to go back to bed. I could still hear them but tried to drift off to sleep anyway. I was in and out of sleep, and at one point realized I couldn't hear them anymore. So I crept back downstairs to see them passed. “I’m thinking of your big hot tits.” Her eyes widened. “My tits?” She asked. “Why my tits?” I stroked myself faster with one hand while with the other, I pulled my shorts down to my knees, letting her see my balls hanging, heavy with cum, just waiting for her. “Because, you’ve got the hottest tits I can think of. Look at this, Grandma,” I said. “I’m looking.” She opened the door all the way and stepped into the room. . "Janice, can I talk to you outside a minute?" Mike said with a sparkle in his eyes. "We'll just be a minute," Mike said to me, leading the excited Janice out by the hand."What's he gonna do? Pop her the question or something?" I asked Alex in a hushed voice."Oh, you'll see soon enough," he said in a way that made me a little uncomfortable for just a split second. "Do you have your coin with you?" Yeah," I said, digging it out. "Why? You want to see it again?" Yes. Very much," he said stepping. The prisoners screamed in response to getting splattered with the kid’s blood and brains. I will admit it was a little over dramatic. But it did make a point, just in case there were others in the crowd who I hadn’t picked out as bad guys yet, or who might decide that I was a threat to them and that the best way to eliminate a threat was to kill me just as I’d done to the kid. I personally hoped that wouldn’t be the case. I really hadn’t wanted to kill these guys, but unfortunately, they.