I groan, as my cock stirs. I drift in the void for a few seconds and feel lips against my ear say. “Maybe I will.” I wake up. It’s dark outside. Loud voices itch my ears, stirring me gagging further from sleep’s embrace. I doggystyle try and lift myself from the cumshot bed, but find cum I’m much too heavy. so I just lay back and try to listen. I begin to make out Sheila’s voice, and she seems to be shouting as per usual. Only this time Laura is screaming back at her; making Sheila’s voice reach even higher decibels. Then I hear something that wakes me up instantly, I hear Shelia’s meaty fist strike Laura. My blood pressure rises, the pain in my hand causes my eyes to go squishy, as I try with all my might to lift my dead drunk lunk off the mattress. I hear more flesh to flesh contact, and a shattering glass followed by a thud that shakes the floor. I raise completely off the mattress, and open my bedside table and pull out my grandfather's revolver. I hear Laura sobs fall silent. I wobble to the door and pull it open with the sole of my foot. “HEY BITCH!” I shout down the hall at Sheila. “GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!” Sheila does exactly blowjob what I thought she would, and storms down the hall towards me ready for a fight, but stops dead as she sees the revolver pointing at her. I cock the hammer. “What did I say, cunt!” I state more than ask, sounding much calmer and soberer than I felt. She slowly retreats back out of the house, and I hear the slam of the screen door as she left. I uncock the hammer, slide it onto my pants pocket, and stumble down the hall toward Laura’s room. As I round the corner I see her, she seems to have fallen into the center of her glass coffee table. The left side of her face is as purple as my hand, and her shirt which I had found sexy, is now completely torn revealing her bruised breasts. They don’t seem to be as arousing now since they have glass all over them, and blood streaks from her lip and eye covering them. “Shit,” I swear as I stumble into the room. “What the fuck Laura?” She didn’t respond...the hell. I wobble over to her with my head swimming, I begin to search her body for puncture wounds. After a quick search, thankfully I find only find surface scratches. She didn’t make a fuss or join in this time. The texture was interesting. Adonis? Just as he was about to get to the last aisle cum with the magazines and refrigerator he heard a moan. The image took the girl's breath away. Blight turned around and realized his mistake. The smack of flesh grew and grew as Shanene cumshot unleashed her passion. He was like a celebrity to the folks in Hickman. “I got to admit, blowjob you did a great job picking out the girls’ swimsuits,” gagging I said. “Brannon, to what do I owe the pleasure?” I asked. I walked and walked until my feet started to hurt. She felt amazing. Avril said Daddy Master Bradly is here now. After leading the bitches back to the chamber we started at I teleported us all doggystyle first back to the labyrinth then once I got Kathleen went back to Vestus's Temple. Tyshawn looked to his right and into the face of Hank Jackson. I need it now." “No, it wasn’t. Like I said, I respect you for being yourself, warts and all,” I told her, as we clinked our glasses in a toast.