One of five cocks, that belongs to one of the five men who are currently fucking her.Another is in her pussy. Another in her ass. The rest jerk and wa...ch. Her slight body bounces up and down, though her fake tits don't. The cock between her lips is deep in her throat. Spittle pours from the corners of her mouth. She gags. She wretches. Her eyes water. She doesn't make any attempt to slow down."These are our investors." Mr. Milton says. "And this is why they stick with us." He smiles. It's quite. "Johnny, that was so bad, and so good. I needed that. I needed it a lot. If you can give it to me like that I think I'll understand why I married you in the first place. I needed stability, but I need the sex too. Can you understand? I just need it so much." "Well, you can have it. You're going to be treated like the slut you are and you're going to enjoy it. That's settled." She sighed and relaxed deeply into my arms. I thought she was going to sleep, but she finally spoke. "Where were you. "Jesus Christ," Lynne moaned. With the horse feasting noisily on her tits, Lynne pulled off her jeans. "Damn!"She rolled away from his sloshing mouth and stood. "Easy. You'll get plenty." She leaned against his flank, quivering with excitement as his rough coat pricked her flesh like sharp tiny needles. "Oooo, it feels good."With Lynne stroking his neck and talking in a soothing tone, Blazer calmed down. He pawed the ground and flicked his tail.Lynne quivered. She mashed her tits into his. ”He nodded, shoulders slumping.“If you asked the question, your guess is probably correct. Lord Morgan found his demon, Lady Lucinda, and Flowing Mane offered himself as her mate. She agreed to use the strength she gained from that to push back the shadows at Passion Mill. Our souls are in fact safe: she will not mate tonight.”Abruptly Elk collapsed into the chair. His mouth worked, starting several sentences, but not quite getting as far as putting voice to any. Eventually, he found his voice..