Benny stepped away as his already hardening dick slid out of my mouth and grinned as Don leaned over and began the attack on my cunt, licking and nibb...ing. He devoured my juices, flicking his tongue over and over against my clit, making me squirm with pleasure. He then inserted one finger into my dripping snatch and I corkscrewed back against his mouth, moaning and he swabbed my pussy with his tongue from top to bottom, then moved on to my anus. I was so caught up in this immense pleasure that. When he let go and moved back a bit, I saw that others were watching and was about to say something to Matt when the man grabbed my cheeks in his hand and turned my head towards him, "I want your whore to suck my cock" he said as he looked at me. "No problem" said Matt and looking at me "You heard the man" he said to me "Suck his fuckin' cock" and with that the man let go of my face, reached down and unzipped his zipper and took out one really huge cock. Reaching up he grabbed hold of my hair. I was the Demon King. I was here to rid the world of that silly pestilence called the human race and supplant it in favor of my own demonic breed. It was only a question of where to take my infernal horde next. My cohorts were mine to command and I knew it. I was hungry for more, a lot more, and that gave me my next clue. I was thirsty after all, too.Time to hit a bar and grill, right? Particularly one in the few surviving malls in town. Oh, yes, that one would do. Hello, Ruby Tuesday, with. Why don’t you go show her you’re still alive and then come see if Ms. Erskine needs any more help this afternoon?’ The roundups had developed into a family event years ago when the original volunteers started bringing their wives and kids. The younger women tended to jump on their own horses and ATVs and dive in as enthusiastically as the men, while the older generation sat in the shade, gossiped, and kept the little kids out from underfoot. ‘Oh, all right. Hey, isn’t Ms. Erskine pretty? Why.