Fighting Hawk smiled and listened. "I went to Black Otter and told him what I needed and it only took him an hour to get it to me. It was beautiful. T...elve open squares in a frame, all the same size. I mixed more clay and pressed the frame into the clay. I scraped off all of the excess, and then I wet the hawk and pressed it into the top of each square. Then I gently lifted the frame and placed it in the oven. When it was done I gently took it out and set it to cool. It was beautiful, even if. ”“What about the fucking?” Logan asked.“I can do that?”“Weren’t you a virgin yesterday Ella?” George asked.“Yes I was.” “And you’d have no problem letting any of the guys that were here fuck you again?” George asked.Before I could answer Logan said,“We all fucked her last night so it will be nothing new to her, she can be our fuck bunny.” “I can do that.” I said, not really grasping what Logan had said.“We’ll have to get her some clothes I suppose, she can’t stay like that for ever.” George. Eric wrapped her coat around her and escorted her to the waiting car. They were taking a limo tonight. He held her hand and felt her shivering. He asked her if she was cold, but she told him that it was only her nerves. He held her tight in his arms. They each had a few glasses of champagne on the way over to the club. He had told her since they might end up playing, she could only have a few. He reminded her that she would responsible to not get too intoxicated. She promised and snuggled into. My cock rubs over her pussy and she rocks her hips encouraging me to enter her. My cock head slides along her slick pussy lips then edges into her opening. It’s so warm, silky smooth and slippery! I drive deep into her, feeling her contractions around me as I fully withdraw then slam down deep again and again. I stop, remaining deep inside her and just press myself hard up against her pelvic bone, caressing her clit as my cock giggles deep inside her. She loves it as tells me so as she kisses.