I then asked her to accompany me on a dinner date the following night. She accepted. She had no idea, what kind of sick motherfucker she was getting i...volved with.We talked a bit and shortly after exchanged phone numbers; already exhausted from the wild sex, and shit party I just had a few hours ago, I went to bed.Part 5 (Just hangin')The next morning I woke up mother with a smelly dutch oven. The fat bitch gagged, and started laughing. I kissed her soft lips, and started touching her pussy.. The mirror is about to weep with jealousy.’ My best friend on the staff stood watching me – our language teacher Julene Berriex, a Basque who spoke French and Spanish as a native. Jules and I had a reputation as the bad girls in the staffroom, forever whispering together in French and giggling over the idiosyncrasies of our colleagues. Her grin faded when she saw I had been crying. ‘Oh, ma petite colombe, what is it?’ Standing five-feet-ten herself, she often called me her little dove.. I then asked Sharon to let Phil fuck her, she yelled yes fuck me now, both of you just fuck me. I moved away as Phil crawled between her legs , rock hard cock in hand , as he entered her pussy he said how wet it was , I just looking on in amazement getting more aroused by the second . Watching my sister getting fucked by someone else for the first time was the most erotic thing I have ever seen. I had to get involved again in this, so shuffled over and leaned my head in to hers so our lips. “I ... only know of one, or perhaps two people who might have completed the Challenge. Either of my companions, John the Nord with a Fey Ear, or Master Dulgan Ironhand Fireshaper would be acceptable.”Kyet’sol’s head bobbed again. “John the Nord, as you call him is acceptable to myself as well. He shall be shown your choice, but restricted from discussing it without being in the presence of my mother, myself, or one of my sisters. You may not converse with him, so I shall keep his view hidden.