She kissed me on the forehead, and started putting her dress back on. "I don't know who she was," she commented, "but you're not ready yet to do this...with someone else."I had plenty of time to think about that as she quickly changed from semi-naked bed partner back to professional businesswoman. A snap of her briefcase latch and the thud of the door, and she was gone -- leaving me with my tears and her scent.I dreamed of Cori that night, for the first time in a while. She seemed to be giving. I gathered up my courage and walked out to the living room, and found him engrossed in some kind of video game at the computer. I quickly walked up behind him and rubbed his shoulders, saying bye and that I'd be home late. He barely acknowledged me, and I was able to slip out the door. I'd planned on actually going outside, so the door would close and he could see me walking down the street, if he looked, but he was so into what he was doing that all I did was open the door to outside and let. Load after load I shot into her tight cunt...! I never felt something like this! My balls kept on contracting, my cock kept on pulsing.... It hurts! She really drained my balls with her tight cunt! The blonde unclipped the clamp on the clit, and blood started to rush in... "Aaaaaaahhhhhhh..... Fuuuuucckkkkkkk...... Cummmmmiiinnnggggggggggggg...!!!! " Her tight cunt spasmed again and again... Finally she calmed down... my cock still buried into her cunt. The blonde started to push me to get my. This was some kind of ritual. There was some power here but nothing like what a ritual like this should have generated. If a spurt of power was not released every so often I would have thought this was just a bunch of posers. The place was lit up by anti-mosquito torches that you can buy from home depot for an outside barbeque.I was close enough now to see a young girl tied up and laying on the wood pile. It was Abby Foster.The leader of these nuts, voice got louder and he picked up one of the.