Talk of the wayward shaman’s daughter, the cunning sorceress.I have killed a Darrakhai, whose name already escapes me, even though only a mere handf...ul of days have passed. I escaped punishment too – why punish the ladle if the diner burns himself with the broth. A smile passes my lips but it does not linger long. Already there are sounds in the house. Dawn must be rapidly approaching; a key turns, a door opens, footsteps going up, quieter footsteps descending, a mouse scuttles over the kitchen. It was aching insideJulia's metal cage, trapped there, struggling against the confining metaland he couldn't even see it. He felt so completely stupid."Right now, that can stay on forever for all I care," Julia said. "MaybeI'll let you play with it... when we get you your first bra," she addedwith a shrug. "Not sure yet."Erica winced at the suggestion. His cock still struggling inside againstthe metal. He grabbed the sheath and tried to straighten out the bend,his hands and fingers quickly. His shirt felt extremely tight, as did hispajama pants, which now seemed to only reach the middle of his calves.He growled, panting in frustration and flung the covers away from hisbody, sitting up with a start.His chest jiggled as it bounced into place. He felt the color drainingfrom his face as a sick realization crept over him. The body he wasstaring at was not his own. In fact, his would be the entirely wrongword for what was staring him in the face. That weight on his chest wasthe one. As she regained her senses, Jean felt the nudge of a black cock trying to enter her ass. Never had Jean been double penetrated. She was trembling as she anticipated the magic black pole poised at her ass. With a gentle nudge, Jean felt her sphincter give way to allow another love tool inside her deep rectum. She felt the in and out of the black sperm hose. Jean felt another orgasm. With a cock in her throat, cunt, and ass, Jean felt the most fulfilling experience of her life.Jean heard Maurice.