I didn't think about it at first but, when I started getting more aroused I knew there was something wrong. Nobody gets aroused from being held unless their hands were roaming each other which we weren't doing at all. I pushed Rubik away from me feeling angry and horny at the same time. The only thing that could make me this aroused is Sparky. "You bastard! You put that thing inside me again!" Rubik looked confused at first then slightly nodded in acknowledgement.
"This isn't what you think…."
"Oh yeah, well this is what I…" I stopped, the feeling was getting worse. I wanted so badly to go back to Rubik and ride him like a horse but, resisted. Instead I gripped on to something, it might have been the chair I think I don't really remember all I know was that I needing an itch scratched. "You….put….Sparky….back!" I panted; the need was so bad I was beginning the play with myself. He didn't say anything, only walked over to my side with his calm look on his face. Why does he always look so calm!
His hands were on my shoulders then they went to the first button of my shirt. He kissed me as he was undoing the other buttons. "This isn't Sparky you're feeling right now. If Sparky was inside you again that would have required a fetal abortion," he whispered in my ear as he was playing the last button. "As much as I hate the idea of you sleeping with my son, Demitri, I still want to be a grandfather." He opened up my shirt exposing my bare breasts. I shivered in excitement as both his hands began rubbing them. With his hands on my tits I began to finger myself harder. I curled my fingers in his hair as I felt the climax coming. "So…what is….it?" I panted. He kissed my neck and said, "It's called Sparks a cousin to Sparky. It only goes up to the cervix and protects you from 'strangers'." His right hand left my breast and joined the place my hand was pleasing. His fingers went inside me adding the pressure and tilting me over the edge.
I threw my head back screaming as I orgasmed. As soon as it came it passed quickly. I went limp against his body with a pleasant feeling warming everything. He picked me up like a bride and carried me off to the bedroom. A bastard and a gentlemen how sweet! When he laid me down on the bed I was foolish enough to think he was going to let me sleep but that arousal feeling came over me again. "Now what made you think I was going to make you relax? I need some lovin' to you know." He opened up his robe exposing his magnificent body. I was on my knees on the edge of the bed hungrily running my hands down his fine torso all the way down to his enormous penis. I swear I can look at him a thousand times and still be amazed that this body belongs to an 80 something year old man.
"I'm curious, how old are you?" I asked, my hand rubbing up and down on his shaft. I can tell he was enjoying this. "I was born on November 4 1990, I'm 86 and never felt better." He laid down on the bed next to me then I was on top of him kissing his lips. Rubik wrapped his arms around me, our bodies pressed so close together we could melt. I could feel his head at my opening. I wanted to put him inside me but, I resisted I wanted this to last. "Tell me your secret," I said planting kisses down his body.
"No, no," he said as if he was talking to a child asking for more treats. "It wouldn't be a secret now wouldn't it?"
"Alright keep your secrets, you dirty politician," I said teasingly. I liked his shaft up and down. I smiled to myself as I saw him shudder at the sensations I was giving him. He clenched at the sheets as I licked the head in a circular motion. "Oh, Zoya, you torture me," he sighed. Finally I put it in my mouth, making him gasp as began sucking his cock. I didn't have a gag reflex so I was almost able to suck all the way to the root. His fingers curled into my hair, his cock thrusting harder down my throat that it almost hurt and yet it felt so good. Rubik wasn't the only one close to his orgasm, I could feel myself getting hot down there that I was coming to another climax. After a few minutes his seed filled my mouth (it tasted like salt) as I came afterward then I swallowed.
I rolled over thinking it was over but, the arousal came once more. Man, this guy doesn't quit does he? Rubik was on top of me kissing me passionately then planting kisses on my body all the way down to my pussy. I gasped as his tongue licked against my clit. For a third time I was close to my orgasm until he stopped. I opened my mouth to ask only to have his forefinger on my lips. "Turn over, I want you on all fours," he said and I obeyed happily.
His hands were on my hips with his cock teasing me. "Please…..be inside me," I begged, he's the only man that could make me beg. Even though I couldn't see his face I could imagine he was smiling. I gasped as he finally inserted himself, my vaginal walls closing in tighter on his dick. "Ah…you're tighter then any Lolita I've been with."
"Have they ever been here," I asked, I know this is irrational thinking but, I'd hate to think some 15 year old whore was here in this bed.
"No, it's usually a hotel, a car, or an alley but, never here. My mother always said this 'if you want a commitment, bring a girl to your place'." I smiled, he might a dick but, at least he's a loving one. As I was inching for a third orgasm I heard something pop, if I wasn't in a state of euphoria I would have recognized it as a gun shot. Just when I was about to come he was out of me. I was about to protest only for Rubik to roll us out of the bed then under it. I heard from under the bed there were multiple shots being fired. It happened for a few moments then it stopped. We held each other under the bed for a few minutes with both of us shaking.
After ten minutes without anything happening we finally came out. The wall was covered with gunshot holes. If Rubik didn't catch that last shot we would have been dead. There was fighting in the living room, I grabbed a white robe while Rubik put on his red one. In the living room Demitri was punching the shooter while Petra, Georgette, and Diva held him down. Demitri was punching so hard that I can see blood flying from his knuckles. He stopped when I put my hand on his shoulder. He turned around to face me, "Oh thank God," and he kissed me. "I thought he killed you," he whispered, he was almost close to tears. Demitri held me closer then kissed me again as if I was going to slip out of his fingers. This continued for a few seconds then I broke away from him. God, how am I going to explain that I was fucking his father a few minutes ago and tell him he's going to be a daddy on top of that? Why does love have to be that complicated?
"Demitri…we need to…." I stopped I looked over his shoulder. I recognized the shooter even though he was beaten, it was Ian Jenning, Isaac's brother. Of course it would be Ian, he's still angry about me killing his wife (even though she's a whore). Suddenly I had an idea, "Sisters….leave us alone for a while. I need to talk to all three of them." My droogies left us alone, as they were leaving I can tell there was a burning question on their faces: is that Zoya Lovejoy we've been following? They'll get their answer later for right now I needed to lay down the law.