“Shhh, the Elite prisoner speaking”. The man, who was two meters and forty centimeters tall, granted.The Elite prisoner, naming himself “Mr. Saw...bones”, a fourth level Martial Mortal, ordered the eighty seven second realm cultivators and the sixty three third realm cultivators to stand side by side in two separate lines and then reconnect.“See that, put together, even though this is as busy day as any, compared to Middle Sector No .131, let alone the gargantuan Seventh Post, you amount to. Galatea giggled and gave her ass a playful smack. Soon enough, we all made it up the stairs and hopped into the warm bubbly tub. Galatea and I sat on one side and Jason and Tracy sat on the other. The tops Tracy’s giant boobs floated on the surface of the water and I was completely mesmerized by her cleavage. She smashed her boobs together even more when she saw me drooling over her.“So how long have you two been in the lifestyle,” Jason asked.“About two years now,” Galatea replied.“That’s. I delved in deep into the already slightly open asshole of my 14 year old step daughter. I lapped at her hole, giving her the same anal sucking that Emma got earlier tonight. Locking my lips around her anus and sucking gently on her anal ring, as my tongue slipped up inside of her ever loosening ass. I tongue fucked my daughter’s ass. It was hot. Her anus clenched on my tongue as it fucked her. I could feel her spasms as her muscles tightened up and went slack again. Like her anus was trying to. “Why?”“I want to sit on her face.”“Oh, no, not the first time…”“Fuck you,” I hear, and a weight plops onto my chest, crushing my tits, and a warm, wet, fleshy pussy—yes, I DO know about them—clamps over my face. Merciless. I can’t breathe. This sopping, swollen apparatus covers half my face. And it is moving. Riding up and down, frantically. Any way I move my face to breathe, my nose and lips are covered, smothered.I am panicking. I will die. I will suffocate in wet pussy. And I hear, “Lick it,.