..So it was that my wounds were treated. They were truly minor, and my own magics had healed them well already. Still, the perfumed water they used wa... intoxicating, and my body seemed to melt as they washed me, massaged my muscles, and occasionally teased me sexually.The shaman came in at one point asking if the tigress was prepared. The girls seemed all in agreement. I remember realizing at that point that they were speaking of me. I felt heavy in my mind and could not quite think clearly.. I was starting to get a stiff back; I stood up to stretch.“Fucking libertarians in the right wing!” I said out loud.“What’s the problem?” Lisa said, looking up from where she was reading a book.I gave her a brief summary of the proposal, and who I thought was behind it. I explained how there was a faction who wanted to reduce government activity across the whole economic sector. They reject the premise of Keynesian economics, which is that in times of economic downturn, the government should. “Use it! Take his ass! And don’t be stingy with the lube! I don’t want his backdoor to skin your prick, after all! Look on the bright side ... you get to do anal at least, even if with another dude. Butt-fuck Steve! Bugger him! Sodomize him ... hard!” Tiffany told her father, who was only too thrilled to start pounding Steve’s booty.“So, we have agreed. No straight sex for either of them until further notice. They get to do manhole sex, though! Steve looks like he enjoys it, to be honest. So. As I went to raise my arm, I realized I was naked – with a strong man arm wrapped around my waist. I glanced over to find Bill, his penis pressed against my thigh. I froze and stared at the ceiling, wondering what had happened. I couldn’t remember! My head was pounding. I tried getting off the bed, but his arm held me tight, and I wanted to avoid waking him. I had to get dressed so I can leave, but I didn’t see my clothes anywhere. I shifted a bit, looking frantically around for my panties, and.