"No actually it's not" I said as I poured myself another vodka, "I think I prefer the wild you, the one that tells my ex girlfriend I'm fucking you"Sh... blushed and grinned at me, "Say that again" Bloody hell" I laughed again, "I've already forgotten most of it!" Doesn't matter then" Yes it does or you wouldn't have said it, come on what bit did you miss?"Looking up at me, she actually looked like the innocent little schoolgirl she'd pretended to be earlier, sad, very sad and vulnerable!"He. The first quickly joins the second and both inch toward the witch’s twat. Penelope doesn’t move, doesn’t say a word. Instead, she just watches motionless with fascination. Orthros’ pink, fleshy member lengthens right before her eyes. Her mouth drops open... I will not be subjected to this! I protest!Penelope feels a tingling in her pussy. The thought of this animal fucking her and finally scratching that itch makes her snatch melt into slippery wetness.See! You don’t listen to me!Orthros inches. ” She spoke english with a heavy accent, either eastern european or from some romanic country, I couldn’t be sure. She nodded and tried to look regal, but obviously putting up a front. “I’m charmed,” she said, “I had not thought anyone to be here at this hour, as it is my usual time to bathe, and there rarely is anyone here then.”I shrugged. “I’m a night owl,” I said, catching her staring at my pubes and breasts. “But I can come back later if you’d like some privacy,” I offered, acting like I. When we finished, she fell down onto me, lying with her breasts on mychest, both of us breathing hard. She kissed me, breathed in my ear, andkissed down my neck. Then she bit me.She had such a good grip on me with both her legs and her arms, that Icouldn't resist or stop her from nibbling and sucking at my neck.Great, I thought, now I'll have a big hickey mark, too.Finally, she must have been satisfied with her work, and she rolled offof me, and quickly out of bed."I've got to run," she said,.