Disoriented, she could no longer tell who she was supposed to be.An incredible feeling of distance compounded the pain. Was thisit, then? Was this d...ath? She tried to fight it, somethingirrational in her mind telling her that if she could at leasthold onto conscious thought then death could never be able totake her.There was a flicker as her perspective changed violently and shewas looking down at the man on her bed, pale and sweating, a lookof terror distorting his pasty face. Sickeningly,. I even want him to really “heat-up” the situation, when other men fuck me, deep-throat me, or fill my mouth with their hot cum. He shall encourage them, or even hold my head, so they can fuck my hot mouth in a way, that I can not resist at all !!!One Example :I have been in the USA only once. It was about two years ago, and I had an invitation from a black business man from Santa Monica, for a very hot sex-vacation in the USA. However, at this time in my life, I was not interested in relocating. The two guys and I headed out of the room in the direction of the lift. Dave pressed for the lift as Andy held me close and kissed me passionately. The lift door opened and we all piled in.I leant against the back wall with my skirt riding up over my mound. Parting my legs, showing my bald pussy to them, I smiled at the two guys and said hoarsely.“You two guys, finger me!” It was almost an order.Dave was on my right with Andy on my left. Dave slid his right hand on to my smooth mound and. "That came out wrong," Cassie said in a small voice."No, it didn't," Jason said. He wiped his eyes. "Because that's what it would come to if we used the Book. We'd have to use each other to get at this power. I mean, if I looked hard enough, I might find something that has a condition we can tolerate." Jason, if ... if Diane were willing, it might be different, then--" Cassie stopped and let out a frustrated sigh. "Now I'm doing it. I'm trying to justify using this spell." It's hard not to when.