* * * * * Donald Lynch, as he did seven nights a week, scanned the floor of the casino for fallen chips until he was thrown out on his ear one more ti...e. If he was lucky, he just might find a lost poker chip or two. He is avoided by everyone now. Even the homeless people who hide in the landscaping near the freeway onramp, those who dig through dumpsters and trash cans for empty soda and beer cans and bottles, even those who hadn’t had a bath or a shower in months told him he wasn’t wanted in. " Your pussy disagrees with you," Portia pointed out, as her finger slid past the panties and moved directly to the wet pussy."Oooooh," Camelia moaned, as the finger parted her pussy lips, her head going light. She knew she should move away, take the finger out of her pussy, but she didn't... and she didn't know why."Just let go, my dear," Portia whispered, as she continued kissing the back of her prey's neck."Oh God," Camelia whimpered, the hot breath on her neck, mixed with the finger teasing. Then when we finish with you Olga gets the same treatment for the rest of the night, then tomorrow you get home in time to take your pill ... or maybe you would prefer to stay in this house until we get you knocked up”!Vicky was astonished that very young boys such as Mark and David could have dreamed up scenarios such as those David had put before her, but none the less, having already been well aware that come what may, both these boys would be fucking her that night. Perhaps spurred on by. Looking at the horrid burns that were left behind from her armor, Inari smiled and kissed her love on the forehead, before retreating to the medbay. Korsa was right where she left her, still leaning against the med bay wall. After taking another ten minutes to sort the area some, Inari helped the wounded woman to the bed.“While you were gone, I looked at everything around here and thankfully, most of what’s here is still usable,” Korsa said as she nursed her broken arm.“That’s good to know,.