Chapter 22
Travis rushed to the bathroom to wash his mouth. He hated having that asshole’s c**k in his mouth for even a millisecond. He went back to the living room. “Grandpa, let’s get rid of these jerks. Let’s get them outside. I’m convinced they’re all dead, thank God.”
Grandpa nodded.
When alone in their room, Travis said, “I know they needed to die, but I hate having a hand in it.”
“I don’t think you’ll be punished with bad karma for this. It’s understandable. They needed to die. They held us hostage. They wanted to rape Joy.” Winston kissed Travis. “I love you. For the last month, I’ve wanted you.”
“But you said no s*x for a month after you spanked me.”
Winston grabbed Travis’ limp d**k. “I wasn’t going to hold to that. I was just angry, but a month has passed.” Travis’ c**k fi
