I limp, slowly my naked feet shuffle over the paved ground. As I get near the marketplace the mob grew bolder. Devils Whore, Satan?s Harlot, Demon Slu...t they call me. Not long after, they throw the garbage, stones and sticks at me. Some miss me, some hit me. I stumble to the ground as a sharp stone hit my head. I feel blood running down the side of my face. The guards interfere, yell at the crowd, shield me from the stones ? It is not for compassion; the witch should die in the flames at the. "Can I make you cum?" she whispered to the dancer. "I want to make your cunt spasm around my fingers and watch you cum all over my hand." Just do what comes natural baby, and you'll do fine" Tera answered back, looking intently into my wife's eyes while gyrating her pussy on my wife's fingers. "Can you feel this?" she asked, squeezing her muscles.Lisa's eyes lit up and she smiled. "God, that's cool. Do that again."The dancer repeated it and then smiled at my wife. "Can you reach my clit, Lisa?. As I said, Dinah was sixteen with short blond hair and large brown eyes. She was gorgeous and always wore modest but sexy clothes, usually dresses.It was one such walk home on the way from school. Dinah started to walk a bit funny and with a cringe on her face, she turned to me.“Mark, I need to pee. Do you mind if we go into the alleyway over there so I can pee?”I nodded, following her across the road to where the ally was situated. I watched as she hiked up her dress and pulled her pantyhose. .."Dear Ian.I realise that this letter may come as a shock, though it does seem to be the best way to approach you and you can always tear this up should you feel the need and I will not bother you again. Yet as your birth mother I can no longer remain an unknown in your life should, as I hope, you choose to open contact with me.Despite your adoption I managed to pull a few strings and have always known where you were. Not that I ever planned on interfering, your 'real' Mum and Dad have done a.