Tears flowed from me as they never had before but it was not just for Quinlan that I cried.Poor Anarion was gone as well, and though I had thought ill... of him, he had been a far better person than I. Perhaps fortune had smiled on him in the end, though, by falling after the final blow had been struck. He had, at least, been spared Quinlan's cursed fate. This cliff overlooked a river, I saw now, and no body was visible in its depths. I had treated him poorly, and wished him well.It shames me even. “You ready bitch?” I could do nothing but pathetically whimper into Mark's cock as Jimmy started to relentlessly pound me from behind. I could feel the cock in my mouth twitching and pulsating and I looked up at Mark. His head was rolled back, eyes shut, mouth slightly agape. His hand moved to the base of his cock and he started to stroke in time with the movement of my mouth. Grunting, he looked down at me. Pulling his now purple, saliva soaked dick out my mouth. I managed to scrunch up my. What normally happens is we go out early evening for a few drinks and a catch up and get in long before any of us turn into pumpkins, mainly because a few of my girls now have little 'uns, bless 'em. As soon as I woke up Boxing Day morning I was looking forward to going out and I spent an age in the bath in the afternoon (making a few bubbles I must admit, whoops!) before getting dressed for my night out. I was wearing black leggings - or what I like to call my sausage casings hehe - a big. She noticed that they looked bigger this wayand decided that she kind of like the look of them as well as the tight feelingit had produced in them. She replaced the tape on the table and looked back to the screen for her nextinstruction, ?John_The_Dom> Pick up the anal plug and lubricate it withthe deep heat?, Jane had been extremely worried about this, she had only beenanally penetrated twice before, the last time being three months earlier whenthe stranger had ripped her asshole with his huge.