At Lisa’s suggestion, Burnside suddenly decided to do something for Amy that she almost never did for an undergraduate, she e-mailed Amy to invite h...er and Wendy to her annual Mardi Gras party, this time as guests. The theme would be the same as the Halloween Party, a BDSM costume party. If she and Wendy wanted to come they would have to wear decent outfits. That was the only condition, Burnside emphasized. Amy immediately e-mailed back. ‘Thanks for the invite. I’ll be there for sure! I’ll try. ‘No problem’ This 5ft 8 girl says wearing a pink polo shirt and this short white shorts that make her look so hot! ‘Alex btw’ Holding out a hand ‘Ann’ ‘Sorry about the towel just been for a swim’ ‘Don’t apologize for looking so good’ ‘So are you staying here too?’ ‘No I live in the next town over but I’m seeing my uncle today and he’s with his friends playing golf he does it ever time he’s got to see me and I usually come here because I love this hotel What brings you here?’ ‘A family party. No, fictional. What kind of cliched hogwash was I starring in right now?"Never, haven't you." He tossed an apple core. It landed in the trash bin, despite it heading for the family portrait. "Never mind then. You wouldn't understand."_______________________What, 10? 15 minutes? It felt like the whole damn afternoon but apparently I'd only been conversing with this guy for a lunch break. And I wasn't even hungry anymore."Lemme get this straight." The chair creaked. "I have infinite wishes.". The elf's throat distended painfully as an orc's hips slammed painfully into his face, the massive cock forced past the epiglottis and down into the esophagus while balls the size of apples slapped against his chin. Hair held tightly, grasped in taloned, black-nailed claws, and tears streaming down the elf's face while the orc thrust until he shuddered again, flooding the mouth and throat of the Elf with more of its vile seed. Some shot so deep in the throat of their elf, it trickled directly.