”Marguerite perked up excitedly and turned to her husband. “Jean! This is our chance! We can leave and forget all about Jacque le Gris, Count Pier...e and all of them! We can be happy!”“And how would we live? I would lose all of my ancestral lands, my home, my fortune. We would have nothing!”“We would have each other and our son! We would be alive!”“And what of my honor?” Jean asked.“Fuck your honor, Jean,” Sir Robert declared, “and your pride! Look at you! You’re sick! You’re weak. Jacque le. Again he started toward me, only to stop and back up again. He could sense that I had food, but he had an ingrained attitude to avoid humans. He was obviously struggling with an internal conflict. He needed food to stay alive, but was afraid to go after it with me, an enemy. After watching his struggles with himself for a while, I continued to drive on. But I’ve often thought about that coyote.”“Interesting story, but what does it have to do with what we’ve been discussing?”“But don’t you see,. All I could do was nod in approval as my mouth was pounded for what seemed like forever and I loved every minute of it.At this point I heard the two guys say she is ready and my body tingled as I knew exactly what they meant. I was ordered to remove my panties and then was put on all fours my cock hungry ass sticking in the air. I felt one of the guys hands open my legs a little more then felt his spit lubing my ass, which helped with the lube I had already used in anticipation. I then gasped. "Yes, sissy," she said, and wiped up another glob, then made him suck herfinger. She did it a third time, and this time, he didn't protest.Then she took hold of his own hand, and she was dragging it through hissperm. She inserted it into his lips."Suck it," Lila said. "You know you want to. Imagine it. Imagine thatone-eyed monster headed toward your mouth. Open wide, Kerry. Think aboutthe veins on the shaft. Think about how hard it would be. Think about thetaste. Kerry, suck on your finger. Go.