"Is it that obvious?" I asked. "Well, duh!" Sally sarcastically replied. "All you ever seem to want to do lately is watch other men fuck me." And then she leaned over to give her Uncle Jerry a long, passionate French-kiss. "Well, so what? You prefer Jerry's dick over mine ," I shot back. "You're damn right I do!" Sally enthusiastically agreed, "But at least, I'm not afraid to admit it." And then Sally went right back to French-kissing Jerry, while she was reaching down into his crotch with her hand, and grabbing hold of the perpetual bulge at the front of his pants. Jerry pulled away from her mouth just long enough to say, "Whoa there, Little Lady! Not so fast. I've gotta get cleaned up first." "Tell ya what. I'll go back inside, and get blowjob that dirty old rag for you," Sally said with a straight face, and then they both broke out laughing at her witty remark. "Like hell you will!" Jerry chided her, still chuckling a little, and then quickly resumed trading saliva with Sally in the middle-row bench seat of the minivan. Cindy reached over, took my right hand, and placed it between her legs, right onto her pants-covered vulva, saying to me, "Babe, I've got your pussy right here. And I'm so horny right now, I can't see straight. So what are we waitin' for? Let's get out of here." Upon hearing that, I stomped on the accelerator pedal, squealing the minivan's tires in the process, as it lurched out onto the road, heading straight for Jerry's apartment. Meanwhile, Rico was still on top of the metal table, buck naked, covered in urine and semen, with both hands securely handcuffed together, as he heard the minivan drive away outside the warehouse, when I'm sure the horrible realization had to have hit him like a rock, that he was going to have to get himself out of this unsavory predicament somehow. And although my family never heard from Rico again, he eventually ended up becoming one of the most notorious rapists in the Austin, Texas area. What made him so notorious was that, after that session with us in the old warehouse, Rico stopped raping women, and abruptly switched over to raping men. More specifically, he preyed on older heterosexual Latino men. The Hispanic community gave him the nickname oral of "El Puto", which roughly translates from Blowjobs Spanish to mean "The Male Whore". According to the Austin police detective who finally captured him, Rico liked to cross-dress, and was quite convincing at playing the role of a woman--albeit a flat-chested one--thanks to his God-given effeminate Suck facial features and slender body type. So Rico would go out to the bars, while dressed as a woman, and troll for inebriated Hispanic men. After he would pick up an elderly male victim at a bar, Rico would take that man miles away from the city, to a dilapidated barn that was located on his uncle's sprawling, 120-acre hunting lease property. And he would tie his victim's ankles down with women's pantyhose. And then Rico would urinate on his victim while making that poor man jack off in front of him, before he would forcefully butt-fuck the crap out of him (without using any type of lubricant--not even saliva), and finally force his victim to suck his feces-and-blood covered dick until he came inside the poor guy's mouth, all the while threatening to cut off his victim's penis with his switchblade knife if that victim didn't cooperate with him completely. And even though Rico's male victims would inevitably scream and carry on, it didn't really matter, because they were so far out in the country that no one was around to notice their desperate calls for help. Mind you, this was the very same man that my wife had fallen head-over-heels in love with, after Rico had gotten her pregnant while raping her in a hotel room, right in front of me. Go figure... But I guess I really shouldn't complain about that too much, because I still feel hard fuck guilty about the fact that I ended up raping my own wife too in that hotel room, right after Rico and Henry did. Frankly, I don't know what got into me, but at the time, gang-banging my wife with two other guys in that hotel room just felt like the right thing to do. And to this day, Sally doesn't hold it against me either. My wife understands male sexuality--and what makes men "tick"--much better than the vast majority of women out there do. And I should know, because I have been the direct beneficiary of that "understanding" on many occasions in the past. Not only that, but Sally later confessed to me that her getting forcibly gang-banged in the hotel room that night had ended up being a real turn-on for her, because it had allowed her to live out one of her most-exciting, life-long rape fantasies. Once again, go figure... It’s not worth dying inside for other people’s happiness. I was so glad I made Scáthnamhaid even if he didn't last long before Keythivak disrupted him. I got up and left my beer on the kitchen counter to follow Ann, and Matt was right beside me. After we crossed the front door, Matt said “you blowjob know what? At first she thought Suck it was her mistress' father or one of his friends that had reamed her ass, but as her mind cleared Julie came to mind. I heard the crickets over the noise of the sea and decided Blowjobs that I was going to explore the woods one day that I was there. He felt her humping and started fucking her with slow long strokes increasing speed and power with hard fuck each stroke. Then replaced my other fingers with my mouth and tongue. "Hi," said Laura, still blushing. You be the leader and tell me what I should do to give you some relief". “Hey there lover. It didn’t seem like he wanted to let go and I didn’t want him to stop either. You know how she can get when she is this focused and angered." Quickly, oral I sheathed my saber and took her by both shoulders. Tina corrected her, “No dear, you didn’t pass out, you were fucked unconscious. “Say around noon.” You wish you were under her, licking the sweetness of her lust while your brother slides in and out?"