.." Amora hissed. "Now fuck me, Thor... make me into your slattern, your whore... make be beg to feel your hot seed inside me..." Amora had taken many... lovers through the centuries, but none of them fit her cunt the way her Thunder God did; it was as if they were made for each other. As Thor began to thrust his way upward, Amora clenched her pussy walls with all her might, resisting but to no avail. She could feel his cockhead thrust deeply, just the right depth to fill her completely, and with. Two were girls she knew by sight from the harem, though neither of them spoke English; they were in the same usual harem dress that she wore and were fully occupied making amorous advances to two Arab men, who were a great surprise, one old and one young. When she thought about it, she could not remember any men being in the harem precincts except the Emir.Then there was a young girl, perhaps her own age, but made up to look much younger. She looked oddly American in that she was wearing a. ’ I watched his eyes close and his head tilt back as my fingers adeptly began un-doing the remaining buttons that held his silk shirt to his torso. I moved from a crouched position to kneel before him letting my long scarlet nails entice his flesh. His toned muscles twitched involuntarily as my light caresses tender touches and scratches had the desired effect on him. ‘That feels so good Veronica.’ Angelo whispered. ‘Hmmmmmmmmm….’ I cooed while sliding my finger tips up through his chest. You can touch them, kiss them, suck them, and bite them. No need to ask permission, they are all yours. When I say any time, I mean, you know, within the bounds of decency, of course; I would want to be able to show my face in the Co-Op again!”They laughed.“So, Jake a little maths test: How many nice little titties with working nipples do you have?”“Er, three?”“Wrong!”“Just the two, then?”“Right, those two on your chest, the working one and the wonky one, they’re mine. I’m putting in a claim. I.