A lot of people, and he was NOT one of them, underestimated Tiff. Their assessment stopped at her tits (which were formidable, to be sure) and they ne...ver bothered to pay attention to how smart she was. Their loss. He felt better knowing that the FMCA wouldn’t be bothering her, or anyone else, ever again. He would never forget that wonderful evening with Tiff and Pi at the Red Roof Inn. He’d do it again in a heartbeat. His cock got hard every time he recalled what it had been like to be with the. Mom was in ecstasy sandwiched between father and son and Pete, Ben and I were ready to burst. Mom was close to her first orgasm and grabbed Gregs' cock and started to jerk him while breathing heavy and cumming on Bills' tongue inside her. Ben had his cock out now and was jerking off. He had an impressively thick 7 inches. Bill disappeared to the back bedroom while Mom got on her knees and started to suck Gregs' hard cock. Now Pete had his cock in his hand and he was about as thick as me. This is oak smoking. That's what the inn is made out of.”“And you say it's coming from this room?” Angela asked.I sat up, my cut shift slipping off my shoulders. The air hummed. I cocked my head as I studied the room. Xera's ears twitched and her large breasts rose and fell. She pointed to the corner of the room where smoke curled.“There's no flames,” I gasped. All the hairs on my arms stood up. “Where is it coming from? And does anyone else feel that.”“Yes, there is something in the air,” Xera. I tried to shrink away from the blade. "Do not dare to move, bitch… or I will cut you…” He treated me. Next he pinched my nipples cruelly with some kind of latex covered fingers. Tears come to my eyes. My hips jerked as I felt a rush of shame since I was reacting to his nasty touch. "You are a nice slut… I bet you have your pretty cunt well moist right now…” He laughed.Pinching and twisting, he eagerly tortured me until he was sure that my nipples were hard and swollen. Then he abruptly stopped.