A reliquary for their crimes.The Kitsune smiled wryly. She knew what to do.It was simple really. Top laners were prone to fucking over their own team ...to satisfy their urges to fight the opposing top laner. Thereby, it only seemed fair that, as punishment for such actions, they spent time fucking their opponent to satisfy her cravings. It would be just how they like to fight: one on one; a brutal sexual wrestling match with only a single victor, who, naturally, would claim her opponent as a. “You’re a good man,” he bellowed, “I can see why Bob speaks so highly of you little filly, don’t run away, stay close to me, as I’m a real butterfingers, and will be dropping things all night now.”Bob then introduced the other three, “This is Rufus, he’s the equal partner and owner of our company.”Bill spoke up, looking towards Sally who was retreating to the bar. “We call him Ruff, cause he likes his women that way.”Rufus stepped forward and shook Dave’s hand. All Dave could think of, was. She reacted almost instantly, doing to same to mine with her tongue. I slide my finger into her open pussy. I could feel the incredible heat and wetness. I watched her pussy tighten in response to my finger sliding in and out. Everything I did to her, she did to me and everything she did to me, I did to her. I licked her clit while plunging two fingers into hot wet hole. She asked me to slip a finger in her ass. Hesitating at first, she insisted. I pushed one finger into her ass. Wet. "Remember, Sweetie, girls do not let people look up their skirts," Icontinued with my lesson. "You need to cross your legs at the kneesor ankles, so you won't show your panties. Except when you need toput on shoes or socks, like now. Then you can just keep the upperpart of your legs together."Jenny was right when she observed that there's more to being a girlthan the clothes. It's her mannerisms and demeanor that make thedifference. Mothers are constantly coaching their daughters how.