“Jake, get out of the car and follow me. I don’t have to keep this gun on you, do I?” “No,” I said to Ally as I got out of the car, Trish’s stinging words still etching their way into my soul, “no, Ally, I’m in this shit with you now.” “Good,” Ally smiled for the first time, “I didn’t mean to shoot you; it was just reflexes. I don’t think I could do it again, no matter what Trish says.” “You still pulled a gun on me and shot me,” I replied, shaking my head, “you forced me into a car and made me a fucking fugitive. If you think for one moment I can forgive this-” “I saved your life!” Ally yelled angrily, “I sacrificed so much of who I was for you, because you matter that much to me. Can you sacrifice anything for me, Jake?!” I stared at her rage-contorted face with a level expression. Her upper lip trembled in a half-snarl, setting her flushed cheek into a protruding oval baring a cute dimple. God, she looked hot when she was mad. Oh fuck, that wasn’t a subconscious thought. Oh shit… “Ally,” I anal asked nervously, my level expression falling in shame, “did interracial you hear any of that little conversation between Trish and I?” “Every bit,” Ally smiled coyly, “but I already knew about all that other shit. Trish told me about your…darker thoughts a while ago.” My face flushed red and beads of stinging sweat formed at my scalp. “Ally, I don’t remember having those thoughts, it was just my stupid brain making connections with stimuli and relationships and…” “We don’t have time to worry Hardcore about it,” Ally said as she took my hand, “if someone dissected my thoughts, I’m sure there’d be all kinds of weird shit in there. The blowjob brain makes connections we can’t control. C’mon, let’s get to the wardrobe.” “The wardrobe?” I asked as Ally led me across the storage parking lot. “Trish made contact with a transporter on the dark web,” Ally explained as we neared the orange door to a storage unit, “She’s apparently a C.S. Lewis fan, and put a portal inside a wardrobe. She left it here for us so that we could beat the heat.” “And it goes…where?” I asked nervously as Ally punched in the locker code. “Vegas, Baby.” Ally smiled back. The metal garage door creaked up and stopped in a clang of rusted metal. Ally and I ducked beneath the door before she clanged it shut behind us. I pawed for the light switch and flipped it when my blind hand found it. Fluorescent lights crudely illuminated the cum in mouth room in a white glow. Vickie always gave wonderful blowjobs. Her fingers caressed herself. Not wanting to be left out, I leaned over and sucked on mom’s nipples and we all continued until she started shaking and quivering in an orgasm. Cute as a button, about 5'2, 105 pounds and with those lovely dark Almond shape eyes and long black hair reaching down to her small but nicely shaped boobs. “Momo, I’m very proud of you. Both Ian and I stared down at my daughter, who for anal the very first time . . . I was pulled to my feet and dragged to the dining room table. I used my remaining free arm to hold her down as best I could while I flicked the tip of my tongue over her little bud. “We’re here!” I hollered. I don’t have a lot of educational apps, but there are plenty of pictures and videos of places I’ve been. I loved the feeling of it in my mouth and I loved that every few moments it seemed Hardcore like his cock would seem to leak a bit of fluid that was salty and tasted great. That’s right, Daddy, suck on your daughter’s tits. That was great... painful, but the orgasm overshadowed the pain. Laura came outside to meet Brian. She wanted to push Erica down and just rape her. My interracial wife, who was my live-in girlfriend at the time, was naked in bed with me one afternoon, when blowjob she asked me that question. From within her, heat spread cum in mouth out and returned to her extremities, her cold body surging back to life as healthy color returned to her chocolate skin. I shook as my thumb hovered over the screen. I did ask her what her status was, single-married-engaged-in a relationship?