These three legged bastards were the fuck angels of death. If you had an affair, they would come for you. “Ha, “Her?” Logger pointed. “We f...cking her?”“Yes, why?”, PipeLayer snapped.“She’s a big girl!”, Logger responded.“Fool, we packing a 12inch 2pound bat of black licorice. Who gives a shit how big she is?” PipeLayer couldn’t believe that Logger might have been intimidated. “You saying we aint packing enough?”, the third voice enters the conversation. “Gaperiel, Glad you could join the. . I really am sorry, I don't know what came over me."Actually, she did know. While she had been watching the young Healer and forming a bad first impression of him, Roquan had begun scrutinizing her from across the room. There was a bit of a disapproving look on his face, as if he somehow already knew the opinion Amanda had formed of the man.The way he can read me so well creeps me out sometimes, Amanda lamented to herself.Sirinna removed the chain from her collar. Amanda turned and climbed up. ..let me look at you? Jesus, Chris...you look so fucking hot wearing that! Oh my God...you look and feel so fucking horny!"Annie lay on the bed, wanking herself off again as I pushed back onto my knees. I watched her close her eyes as she pleasured herself by wanking and putting her fingers inside herself, tasting her own cum. It was so strong; I could smell the odour of her cum! It smelt so horny!"I need you to wank over my face and tits, Chris! Please wank all that hot creamy cum over my face. (A nod to my Celtic roots)This skirt is so short that if I were to bend over at all it would give the general public a great view of what nature graced me with.Above the skirt is a black silky corset with straps, binding me and pushing up my breasts. I have just enough make up on to accentuate my fair-complected face, scattered with freckles and make my blue eyes stand out. My long, red hair is up in a loose knotted bun.I consider myself to be a switch. I can be dominant when the mood calls for.