“Lose the shirt,” Jared said in between kisses as he sat up next to Kayla. She quickly pulled the tank over her head and divested herself of her b...a. She was still young and developing but she had a good size B cup. Puffy erect pink nipples pointed out towards Jared and Kayla quickly rubbed chocolate over each nipple. Jared dipped his head and gave each one a nice thorough suck. “Take the skirt off,” he told Kayla. “I want you naked.” “You too,” she answered as she leaned up to unzip the skirt. My head was at the same level of her slit, and grabbing her knees, I spread her legs open and thrust my face into her mound.She gave a gasp of surprise but never lost stride. She played harder and more expressively as I tongued her clit faster and faster. Her face was suffused with emotion, mostly joy and rapture, and she orgasmed several times as she neared the end. I gave it everything I could think to do. I licked, sucked, nibbled and rubbed her clitoris, her labia and her hole. I plunged my. "I didn't get the details. If you let her, she'll ramble on and on about all the technical minutia that just bores the crap out of me. But I trust her."Mary nodded in agreement. "I wouldn't risk my future brother or sister, Mom." So, I just say, 'Siyach' when I cum, right?" Tiffany asked."Yeah," I answered. "While bringing the both of us to orgasm." You're making it sound so technical," Mary complained. "Mom, just lie on your back and I'll sit on your face and you can lick me to a shuddering. . someone was listening, just outside this reality and Carver could feel hungry anticipation ebb and flow between the off lines of the chant.The slaves left, taking the robes and ritual paraphernalia with them, leaving only the half-orc behind. The slave carefully opened the ancient box. From within, she produced a purple cushion. On it, like slivers of utter blackness, rested two long, angular knives, their blades formed from four obsidian slices. The hand guards were fashioned in the image of.