He let go of her ass and undid his pants, dropping them down along with his shorts. Her long nails were trailing over his thighs, his cock was big and...hard, already showing a bead of precum. She felt herself being pushed down his strong hands on her shoulders forcing her lower, she didn’t resist, letting him force his cock deep into her mouth. He placed a hand on the back of her head and started pumping his hips, making her gag. She was so turned on by his treatment, one of her hands was. "Oh shit, shut that off," I said to Kris, as the first video opened upto a naked chick.He turned the TV off as I got to the door. I opened the door and sawa girl in a tight half t-shirt with the bottom cut off, and it read"Kappas Pledge Pride!." She was also wearing Daisy Duke cutoffs thatshowed off her long tanned legs. Wow, she was a stone cold hottie.She was holding a package in her hand, a box with a bow on it."Brit?" she asked.Even though that wasn't my name, I was starting to respond. His unspoken enquiry was waved off by his wife. He began nibbling at the appetisers, but they could have been made of wet cardboard for all he noticed. His attention was several parsecs away — BuShips to be precise and he was most definitely not remembering past (extremely enjoyable pre-marriage) events. His mind was firmly focussed upon the recent conversation; not on the content or conversationalist but the mere fact of its occurrence.His train of thought was slightly disturbed by the arrival. She was Arghus' niece come from Ireland to learn from Airmeithinion, the most powerful druid priestess in North America. Niamh had the same raven hair as Arghus' brows but was spared his muscularly heavy frame. She had a grace and presence that made Seosamh sure she would take Airmeithinion's place when the priestess was called to her Goddess.And it was her relationship to her Goddess that brought him to her home so late. When he finished telling them that Cathrach Dorcha was only the latest.