M. I seriously needed to go to the toilet. I walked through the garden, opened the patio door, went through the living room and arrived at the toilet.... I did what I had to do and walked back to the living room. There was Marleen, wearing a nightgown, sitting on the couch. I freaked out a little from the scare. Only then I realized it was just Marleen, and smiled."Can't sleep?" I asked."No, my husband is having one of his infamous snoring festivals," she sighed."Hehe, yeah, I know. My dad's the. She could barely move. “Noo… D-don’t look at me” She whimpered as her head cleared. The defeated ranger became very aware of all men staring at her with eyes filled with lust and resentment. The poor girl was helpless to stop them from staring at her body still trembling with residual pleasure, legs spread, pussy twitching with cum leaking out of it, dripping down from her pussy and onto the ground.“The Great Desert Rose Ranger. The Bane of Bandits. Reduced to a trembling little slut with my. " He chuckled."Oh, yes. That was just before I had Lightweaver grow you a couple inches." Mom!" It did make it harder to deep throat you, Paulie." Mom!"Paul said, "When I finally got it all in you, you had a huge orgasm just from me being in you that deeply." Dad!"Lisa's parents were laughing delightedly from their joy in their sexual activities and at their daughter's discomfort. Linda gasped out, "At least they will be gone for much of the day and I can scream when you pound me!"Lisa quit. Finally the pain becomes pleasure. I can feel myself about to cum. I am almost there, my hips gyrating on the mattress. He knows I am about to cum as he feels my muscles tighten on his fingers.“Dirty whore. You like that don’t you?” he says in his deep gruff voice.So close, I am about to squirt. My pussy throbbing. Right there. And then he lets out an maniacal laugh as he pulls out his fingers. My desire to orgasm disappears, it was right there.“Oh, my pretty little cunt. What is wrong? I.