All three were completely naked, the girls bald pussies contrasting with his mass of pubic hair, greyed from ageing and decades of encasement within u...nderpants.He was overweight and repulsive to behold, made more so with the beauty clinging to his hairy body, their sleekness and purity, each maiden clamped to his hairy thighs, sliding up and down, matting his hair with their oestrogen laden slime, and from my viewing point, their swollen cunts glistened as they leaked their desire for a. Got a son in highschool – his name’s Brad, like his father.”Iris didn’t quite know what to say. An awkward silenceensued.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Brad wasunderstandably scared, but Iris was grinning from earto ear. “Don’t worry,” she beamed. She looked throughthe keyhole and saw a tall black man, probably 6’3″ or6’4″. She opened the door.Marcus greeted Iris with a big kiss on the lips andwalked in. He was just as. As they kissed, Jen slid her hands into the brunette’s hair, curling her fingers in the wavy locks and stroking the sides of her companion’s skull. The kiss seemed to last forever, and both women visibly relaxed as they did so. When Amy finally pulled back, it was to examine Jen’s breasts with a delicate touch. Greg’s girlfriend was well-endowed, but Jen had tits to spare, and Amy spent some time fondling them admiringly as the blonde smiled complacently under her ministrations. When she’d. Specifically, her blood. He drained her of every last drop of it, fed on her as unnatural ... undead things do. Yes, she’s dead and gone. She will not return to King’s Landing. You have no master or mistress to serve anymore. Do you know what that means, girl?” I confronted Bernadette as I slid inside Cersei’s most reliable maidservant.“That I ... am free to serve you, m’lord?” Bernadette gasped as I drove deeper inside her snatch.“A wise and excellent response, my sweet, summer child. Speaking.