Thomas had fallen asleep with his back to the wall, his head pillowed on Sera's shoulder. Carefully so as not to wake his sleeping companion Thomas sh...ffled down the bed and escaped from the room.Now he had a little more time to look at things as he rubbed sleep from his eyes and dragged a hand through his sticking up hair. Apart from the stereo, which was still on though the CD had finished long before, the room contained a two-seater sofa, an easy chair, and a coffee table piled high with. This means that I shall then be equal to each of you, however much it galls me to admit it." Shouldn't you rather stay by your husband's side, my lady?" Mimosa challenged."My husband is nothing but a fool," said Lady Demure. "It is noble indeed to fight for a cause that may be won, but foolish to fight for one that is already lost." And why should we choose to follow you, my lady, rather than take our chances here?" asked Mimosa."It is your choice, but together we are strong and divided we are. Then I slowly slid down his meaty shaft, relishing an unbelievable feeling as it bumped my engorged clit, pushing the walls of my vagina out of the way as it forced the bulbous head past enhanced nerve-endings, coming to rest against my cervix. I sat motionless, realizing I was making little noises deep in my throat. Randys voice jarred me back to the present. Fuck that cock, baby. Fuck it hard! I lifted up until I was in danger of losing the crown and then just dropped. We both cried out with. Had it been so long that he wanted to bury himself in the first woman who gave him good head?‘Shit.’ He glanced over his shoulder. Maybe if he waited he would see who the mystery woman was. What if she was some methed out hag, all pick scars and rotten teeth? Just because someone was a good lay doesn't mean they're good looking. Still, Mike kept an eye out, just in case. Then, someone emerged from the dimly lit hallway.The first thing that caught his attention was the bright green hair. This.