”“Is that the god you worship?” the bejeweled man asked Axel.“No, it’s just a saying,” Axel said.“I see,” the man said. He clearly did...’t. “My name is Garman, the leader of this unfortunate group of refugees.”“No offense, but you don’t look like a leader of refugees.” Axel’s rudeness caused Rayner to look at him reproachfully. Axel really meant no offense, but the man had a gold nose ring and silver in his hair. Maybe that wasn’t expensive in this world.Garman chuckled. “You are correct. I am a. I knew that we could be alone for a while.”As she finished this sentence she undid the rest of her blouse and left her breasts exposed with the sexiest bra on. I turned to her and she moved away from me. She grabbed my leg and started to rub my semi hard cock through my jeans.“MMMM. I have wanted this for a long time” she said. She slowly undid my jeans and pulled my cock out from my boxers. She immediately started to stroke me. I laid back on the couch and watched as she slowly licked my shaft. Tiff was a hot brunette of about 18. Like Steph, she was hot, not quite as tall, but a little thinner than Steph (who was by NO means fat). The times she surprised with with her female cousin turned into all-night fuck-a-thons. Sixty-nines, rimjobs from both of them, both of them rimming each other, slimy cunt-grinding tribbing, you name it! We tried it - toys, strap-ons (for each other) just nothing too kinky, like s**t and pissing. Her cousin had a real sensitive g-spot. She was a real. And Martin there, remember all the times you left crap on the floor or purposely made fun of him because he was the janitor. Ironically, the only person you didn't treat bad was Paul. Anyways, to make a long story short, it is pay back time." What do you mean?" questions Jane as she stands up."Do a sexy strip tease for us Jane," demands Mr. Weathers."No, I am not," starts Jane as she starts wiggling her ass, "don't make me do this please." Jane slides her hands on her breasts and rubs. "You are.