Which made her very sexy. There's just something about ugly chicks with smoking bodies that makes you want to fuck them that much harder.The garage w...as terribly cluttered, but she was a good garage saler and made sure she labeled all the available things with prices. Too bad there wasn't one stuck on her ass.She did have a pretty nonchalant air about her though, seemed like she might have been kinda doped up. Fine by me, all the better for me to tell you what I want. After beating around. Then she feels her pussy growing wet. Clearly she is being treated worse than ever—her punishments growing lengthier and heavier with each encounter. Yet, for some strange reason, her body and obviously a part of her mind, is reacting in a good way toward it.The fat tentacle from behind begins to quicken its pace. It slams into her cunt forcibly. Then she feels it swell inside her and knows what is coming next, or at least thinks she does. She feels the convulsions of the glowing appendage and. My life was dull, uneventful, gray. The only exhilaration I ever felt was from practicing my gymnastics. I longed for excitement, for danger, and I feared I would never know any of that.I would have never imagined that I was being appraised by Gorean slavers, evaluated for signs of my potential as a slave, not only physical, but emotional and intellectual. Only females with sufficient responsiveness, sensibility, intelligence and an adequate disposition are considered for slavery.It is clear. You have to butt fuck me,Anya said."Giles' grin widened further. Here was another reason to thank Anya. Thevengeance demon hadn't been content merely to make Buffy and hermentor, as much like daughter and father as any who'd been relatedthrough procreation, fuck each other; the demon had had to require thattheir intercourse be anal, as if she'd been rubbing salt into the woundof compelling them to commit incest. No doubt, Buffy had been horrifiedto learn of this requirement, before she was.