She would recover if he didn’t kill her, if he did she’d die happy!Ted was very sexually active. He had two regular girlfriends that he dated oft...n, sometime one at a time and sometimes together, as they enjoyed making it with each other as much as they enjoyed his giant pole fucking them. Not to mention how much he enjoyed watching them eat each other! He also went out to popular neighborhood bars at least a couple times a week and many times hooked up with strange women that he would. " She threw a soft delighted smile back.We walked side by side down the hall to the kitchen doorway. I gestured for her to go first. She stepped daintily past me, peering around the room."Oh, this is a nice kitchen and so very modern. I was expecting more antiques." She put her hands on her hips and swiveled her torso around to smile at me. I slowly slid my eyes up from her round butt to her profiled breast before moving on to her eyes."Mr. O'Toole!" She chirped a little laugh. "Are you. Everyone can hear you just fine, I thought.The pink-haired girl extended her tongue way past the point where tongues are supposed to go. Then again, she also just came out of a pokeball, so maybe I needed to suspend disbelief for the time being.The tongue flew back and then towards me with frightening speed. I screamed in agony as it stroked from my right shoulder to my left hip in an instant, slashing my clothes and laying in a deep welt across my torso. Before I could even feel the first. She began to massage gently, moans escaping her throat, for she knew that this would be a swift and intense release. Until….a light knocking on the door. “Umm, Clarissa? Are you okay in there?” Tristan’s concerned voice came from outside. ‘Oh shit, oh shit,’ she thought frantically. How long had he been standing out there? Did he hear her moans? She laughed a little to herself about what his reaction would be if she told him the truth. ‘Oh nothing Tristan, your growl just elicted an intense.
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