. he laughed again callously ...there would be no chance for either of you.He ran his fore and middle fingers over the child's head waving them in a c...rcular motion. The ancient elven language used for enchanting flowed from his lips like poetry, standing the test of time in a way that not many things could...or should. Translated, the last few words of the spell were, ...so mode it be. Just after the last words escaped his pallet there was a forest-shaking cry from the basket. The shriek that. Head down, arse up. She quivered at the assurance in his voice, shuffled to do his bidding. Crouched waiting, knowing his desire. Wanting it. Felt his fingers pull her sensitive arsecheeks apart. Trembled in aching need as his tongue lapped slickly between the globes. Spasmed as his tongue probed her there, christ he knew her intuitively… Then his head pulled back and she sensed his lips funnel to blow on her anus… -Jesus, fuck me John. Now. Hard… please… She felt his cock plunge deep in her. She took the rhythm to cum caring nothing of what I felt. My jaws were shattered on the point of fracturing, and the pain in the muscles below my ears, where my jaws met my head, was excruciating. I started to suffocate, her flesh would not let me breathe. She was riding me wild until she suddenly came and dropped all the weight of her body on my face, with the spasms of her coming and so she stayed. I couldn't breathe anymore, I began to shake, to kick, to try to free myself from the deadly. I pick up every card I see and take them back to my booth and test them to see if there's any viewing time left on them. The empties I throw in the slot reserved for that purpose. The good ones I stick in my purse to use when it's slow. One time I found this cute little cock shaped dildoe. It was about the size of an average cock, and made out of really hard rigid plastic. It was supposed to be flesh colored but looked more orangey in the dim lighting of the arcade. I used to grease it up and.