Me: your bulge Madam: Means my milk? Or my ass? Me: Both .. your milk is so hot that no one can stand. Madam: And my ass? Me: She is a different level...hot. I have not seen anyone as hot as your ass. What if you get a chance to touch once Madam: And if I get killed Me: can i speak freely? Madam: Yes, of course. be open. Would you like to kill my ass? Me: Yes Madam, I have been able to enjoy your ass by imagining it, and I have killed it many times. Madam: Good !! But along with my ass, the. As Jared finally got himself upright a warm cup of coffee was presented to him which he readily accepted. This still made him none the wiser as to who had kissed him on the face because the person that had handed him the drink had disappeared back into Jared’s kitchen and out of his sight.As Jared drank the coffee and his level of real time cognition improved he got the distinct impression that something was wrong. Jared looked about the room as he took sips from the mug in his hand but still. Feeling his thick cock continue to press against her, she finally began to relax slightly, and felt him press inward, stretching her wide, wider than the tail’s plug, before finally slipping inside, her ring closing tight around his shaft.Looking down, seeing his cock just inside her tiny asshole, made Max groan in kink fueled delight. This was the hottest thing he’d done with her, and as he pressed slowly forward, pausing only a short while to let her get used to it, he watched as an inch of. “Want to see some more pictures?”“More pictures? Of—” She turned the phone around and showed him. Clara again, with a weird expression; likely drunk, and maybe high. She was standing in a shower, and two of Jessy’s ghouls were eating her out, one from behind, one from the front. Must have been a picture from earlier, since most of those guys were just at Bloodlust.Jesus, how much pot would it take for an Uratha to get high? What used to get him drunk, didn’t, and he’d probably have to drink ten.