How could I do this? How would it fit? Why was I such a needy slut?I felt pressure, unbelievable pressure, as Mal inexorably pushed his cock into my a...ss, crying out when I felt his head finally pop through my tight ring. After that, it was one relentless push until he was as deep inside me as he could be. Neither of them moved for a moment, allowing me time to absorb the feeling of being pinned and stuffed full between two guys.Mal leaned low over me to growl in my ear.“Fuck, Angel, that ass is. Ladders climbed up the side of the mountain, connecting a series of jutting ledges. The avians stared down at them. Some took to the air as birds, spiraling down to Fredagest and I.This would be a bad place for me to kill. If I lost control, so many innocents could perish. I promised my husband. He had tamed me. I would not break my word unless I had to. Unless I had to preserve his legacy and save Angela.A white roc landed before us. The avian’s form blurred as he transformed into an old man,. Growing more flushed and getting slightly turned on by events I decided to go for truth when my turn came around again."When did you have your first fuck?" Mark asked almost instantly.His use of the word 'fuck' didn't faze me at all; it seemed appropriate under the circumstances."When I was 15." I smiled remembering what a disaster it had been too.My answer obviously intrigued Mark as I could see that he wanted me to expand on my answer, but I left him dangling.And so it went on in the same way. ‘Yeah, work,’ Chad, mumbled through a mouthful of food. ‘So, you won’t be home for dinner tonight?’ his mother asked. ”Fraud not,’ Chad said and scraped the last of the syrup. ‘Leave the pattern on that plate,’ his father said. ‘After work, we’ll probably be going bowling,’ Chad said. ‘I want to go,’ Lacey said as she bounded into the dining room. ‘What about Dale?’ Chad asked. ‘He hates bowling, doesn’t he?’ Hmph, Dale,’ Lacey said dismissively and dug into her own plate of pancakes. ‘You two.