Then she re-impaled herself, redoubling her efforts, feeling his warm cock stabbing toward the back of her throat as she smelled his pungent scent and... fondled his fragile testicles with her fingers. He was close now. She could sense it not just in the engorgement of his cock, but also in the tempo of his ragged breaths. She was about to make her best friend’s father come. It felt so wrong. It felt like an offense against the gods. Yet given what else had happened this day – her father missing. ”The general looked hard at him, Ling knew he was risking a lot. Big men don’t like people saying no to them. August stood, quaking inwardly, but firm outwardly. Behind him, Tematha was contemplating being dragged to the general for his pleasure. She had half expected it even on the journey, and had wholly expected it when Burton suggested it. She was flattered that Ling was seeking to protect her; it began to dawn on her that either he liked her more than averagely, or he had more of a. .." Well, it certainly explains why you didn't have any distance to yourgame. Shit, you should have been using the ladies' tees all along. Sowhen we were playing, did you have panties on? Did you give Jack a blowjob at the turn?"Paul glanced down, saying nothing."What does Junie say, Paul? Does she like being married to a woman? Doesshe like sharing nightgowns with you? Maybe I should give her a call." Don't talk about Junie," Paul said."Or what? You gonna hit me with hour purse? Are you going. Making as little noise as possible, he let himself in and edged his way carefully toward the bed.Inside the room, the moaning noises the drugged young bride was making filled the air as she strained in her semi-conscious state to satisfy the craving heat of her wide-splayed loins. The sense of desperate longing in her voice made Nisli's cock lurch heavily and thicken into a protruding bulge in his pants. He leaned over her thrashing form on the bed and looked down into her lust-contorted.