The best part, in my opinion, was the proud prowness she had about her. It appeared as time slowed and simply let fate be within her grasp. It was a v...ery interesting feeling for me as for even throughout my adolescence, I was not entirely interested in many women. None of them appeared to have any uniquness or any character but even though I found many girls in school pretty mediocre, didn't prevent my arousal from seeing the beauty within afew of them. I remember many a nights masturbating to. ”“What are you saying?” Sven asked, his voice surprisingly gentle. I could see the anger trembling through his body, but he controlled it as he stroked Greta’s tear-stained cheeks.“Th-that she has a strong desire to ... to sleep with him,” Greta said. “To be bred by him. That’s why she fled him. Because she couldn’t fight it any longer. She was afraid she would be lost to her desire for him. That she would never escape it.”“She’s had ... sex with him?” Sven asked, his voice growing flat.I. Were we supposed to remember what everyone was wearing? Um ... I don’t ... No, wait! That girl who likes flowers and bright colors. It starts with a D. I don’t remember!”“Okay. Go back to your place in the circle. Deborah, you’re up next.” The girl in the hot pink leotard faced me bouncing on her toes. “Does Mike have a beard and mustache, just a mustache, or is he clean shaven?” She looked daggers at me for a moment and then closed her eyes. While they were still closed, she pointed to her. As Julius roared and came, roared and came, his sticky, pungent jizz coated her completely, ran off onto Shari, dripped onto the floor. Shari could feel the blonde tensing up again, nearing orgasm from the idea of being covered in cum. She might have an orgasm herself, if someone would cooperate. ‘Come on, you big wuss, get that little guy back in there. You don’t want this bitch to be the only one cumming!’ The blonde shuddered in ecstasy, cumming and climaxing at the same time, the room.