“You’re ssoooo wet,” as if she were shocked by it. “Get further on the bed, eat me, god, eat me and let me drink all of you”. She split my l...abia, and I could feel her hot breath approaching me. She ate, ate as if she hadn’t eaten in days. I bucked and moaned loudly as her tongue infiltrated my womanhood, pushing my lips widely apart and diving into the pool in-between. She has a magically talented tongue, Celine. She can do things with it that, frankly, should be banned! Good things, magical. The Counts Barsotti, (specifically Lord Marcus Cesario Familious Barsotti II, great-grandfather of the current count,) had angered one of the old gods somehow and been cursed for their indiscretion. Upon reaching the age of 33 they turned into hideous monsters that had to be locked up in the dungeons beneath Castellari Barsotti: demons, so it was said, and could never again see the light of day. Year by year the curse grew more severe, monster attacks were on the rise throughout their realm,. Agent Summers could also use it as her reason why she didn’t answer her phone when the FBI did their thing at the mints with those from Becky’s family that crawled out from under their rocks.When we got there, the requisite thugs were there to “pat the women down” before they could go into the meeting. Things got interesting when I followed in behind the women.“Who the fuck are you, and where in the hell do you think you are going,” one asked me. “No babysitters allowed.”Being cocky, I said,. She was looking up at me while slapping my cock on her cheeks.”It’s not the biggest one I have had “she said then licked around the head”but I like how you use it”. In a way I liked Claire's short hair because from this position I could also see her cleavage. As her head bobbed up and down I could watch her big breasts jiggling around inside her dress.”I do have to say Claire, these are the biggest I have had”then ran a hand down inside her dress. Claire seemed to like having her breasts.