He stood there a moment after his breath was returning to a normal pattern and stated very matter-of-factly to his girl while boring his eyes into min...e, in the mirror, “you are a dirty cumslut.” My knees almost buckled at his words and I just wanted him to throw me down and take me. It was torture to not be able to be his slut and bitch to use. He nodded to his girl who still was bent over, his seed oozing and dripping out her ass hole and dribbling down her butt cheeks. She stood upright,. Not much, she thought. She moved her hands back to his chest. She tried to be as light as possible, but she needed to feel his muscular chest. Even as he slept, she could feel the definition of his muscular build. It was so sexy. Her pussy started to tingle. Mark stirred and his groggy voice, spoke, "Feeling me up while I sleep? Naughty naughty." She smiled and put on a fake pouty face, "Naughty? Humph." Mark said, "Oh, now, don't be like that." She kept up her ruse, "Why not? You gonna make. The gang of seven clambered into the little motel office and took the only two rooms that where available. Despite (or because of – it was hard to tell) Hilde’s attempts to flirt with the sixty-year old motel owner, they could only get two twin rooms. “And here I was hoping we could get some privacy tonight,” whispered Jesse holding Mia in his arms as the remaining five worked out their sleeping arrangements for the night. * “Jess...Jesse. Wakey wakey handsome, time to get up,” Mia cooed. In addition to her fasting and meditation, she had been trained inancient Kemetic sexual practices from other women who had ascended to the rankof Goddess. They taught her magical techniques that the Western mind wouldfind inconceivable. She was prepared to give all the men the most memorablenight of their lives in more ways than one. The Divine Mother Mistress Olutuunde was carried in on the shoulders of herfour body guards on their shoulders and placed on an altar. It was designedto have her.