Damon groaned and nailed Tristan’s gland faster and harder, again and again. Tristan was hot around him, his body tensing and clutching at his cock,...his entire body shuddering. His face lost in pleasure. Damon wanted him that way forever.“Shit!” Damon swore. Where the fuck had that come from? Tristan was getting under his skin. That was not okay.Damon buried his face in Tristan’s neck, held him tightly in place and started thrusting, trying to keep his rhythm slow, but he knew that with this. ''''shhhhh you liked sucking on his cock , its important to make him happy too''and i look down shy of her knowing''its ok dont be shy, here out this on baby''maria doll me up in a pink frilly one piece with a micro skirt in lacei wanted to argue againbut this time she gag me up telling me to be quiet and listen like a good girlshowing me a pink rubbery toy plug she lubed and made me look at it before asking me to bend over her bedMaria carrefully stuff it down my ass with more and more. He reached out a hand and lifted her chin up, and looked directly into her eyes. "You know, Tracy," he said gently. "I'm really a reasonable guy. It was obvious to me you really enjoyed sucking and fucking Rugby, and that's great. You'll enjoy me, too, if you put your heart and soul into it and let yourself go. And we can have lots of fun, you, me, and even Rugby. Would you like that, Tracy, sucking and fucking the both of us at the same time?" I guess, Mr. Burns." He still held her chin."No,. Luisa peered at the maze of symbols. “I’ll take your word for it.” She frowned in thought. “With the computer support you have, shouldn’t you have decoded this by now?”“No.” Adam highlighted a group of symbols. “Look at these. Now, if these are precursors to Egyptian hieroglyphs, then they represent phonemes, or sounds that make up a language. They could also represent entire words or even ideas, like Chinese hanzi. And, even in hanzi, it sometimes takes more than one symbol to form certain.