I spread your giant thighs and finally find your cunt in all those folds. You're wet because you are so excited anyone would even pay attention to you....I jam 4 fingers up your cunt and fist fuck you a bit. Then I shove my fist in your mouth deeper and deeper until you choke on it. SMACK across your face again. I grab your hair and force you to your knees. Pull open your mouth and jam my cock in it. This is no blow job, its a skull fucking. You have trouble keeping up. My cock pounding your. But there was absolutely no effect on him. Saali bitch. Randi. You were teasing me like a whore and now you are asking me to leave you. Now I will show you what is a true man are. And off went my bra. My melons bounced like they were just freed from a cage. He just let him fall over me and started kissing me forcefully. I was not co-operating with him. So he gave a big squeeze to my right boob. Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh and his tongue was inside was inside me. Now he was also pressing my boobs. In an instant, Gareth released me, stood back and straightened himself out. Before I could ask what was going on, I saw Neil approaching through a crowd of bodies and faces. I tugged down on the hem of my dress, brushed my hair with my hands and smiled to greet my husband. "What are you two up to?" he asked. "Nothing much," Gareth replied casually, as I looked to the floor to hide my blush. "Come on, baby," Neil continued, “let's get you a drink.” As my husband led me by the hand I looked back. This time with his fiancee,” she answered, laughing. “Hell, if she’s anything like her mother I might need to anyway.”Clara flushed a little as she whirled into Sigurd’s arms, skirts flying. His arms went around her waist, and for a moment all she was aware if was his strong, lean body hard against hers. Then she whirled out as they linked arms, spinning around one another.He was taller than Willam, she noted, and fairer. Not stronger, surely—like herself, Willam had received the Mantle—but.