Mara pave jare ka beech ma tha .jab papa na 4 gar lagara tho un ka hat mari choot ka tuch ho gaya ,tho unhona mujko dakha par ma dhusari taraf dakh na...laghi .thori dar tho who or ma thori jijak tha raha fir ma thori kull gaye koye ki who kuch nahi kah raha tha .fir mana apan pave chora kar dea or thori unka pass kisak ka bath gaye .tho mari choot unka hat pa tuch mona laghi .tho papa bhi thora uttagit ho gaya .Fir man na masus kiya ki mara karan un ka land khara hona lagha tha ,tho karib 1. She did not want to feel tired anymore. She'd rather go with this new sweet energy that had suddenly come over her suggestible mind. If she became a new and happy Willow, then maybe Tara — Titya - would want her again?Willow giggled along with the bimbos' brainless banter. It felt good. It just seemed the thing to do.Only when they arrived at their destination, shards of reality re-entered Willow's mind. She took in the room. It was white and light. Two men were waiting. The first welcomed her. My fingers replaced my tongue as I took her clit between my lips. This combo seemed to drive her wild as she humped my fingers harder. I kept this until she screamed out my name and came. I moved my mouth to receive her nectar of love. Her cum kept coming and some trickled down my chin onto my breasts. I couldn’t get enough so I shoved my fingers in her again to make her cum. Several orgasms overtook her body as she violently shook on the bed. I couldn’t help but fall in love. When she finally. “You want some?” Akin shakes his head. “I don’t drink.” He likes where this is going. Maybe he was wrong about her being that innocent but spoiled brat. She didn’t know about his arrangements with his owner but that was to be expected. “Smart decision,” Lin says. She takes a hand full of the herbs and starts chewing them. With a good sip of her wine, she swallows them. "Sadly, I don't really have a choice, since these things won't work without alcohol." The herbs make it impossible for her to.