Aranel could almost read their minds: ‘if a half-breed bimbo princess is the price for peace, we’ve struck a bargain and even got a show out of it...’She wasn’t halfway down the cocks when the piercings started stretching her large tits again, but Rimmon’s tree trunk arms barely felt the added tension. Like the elastic of a readied slingshot, the breasts elongated. The pulling metal widened the holes, but the nipples held. Though her womb and colon were wrapped tightly around the demon cocks,. Anyway, it was afternoon and we had gone down town. We'd been around a few pub's and were currently in the "Granby Head" which has since been re - named "Eden". An argument had started and sometimes when that happened Janice would storm off but on this occasion was still with me.Whilst I was at the bar, getting more drinks, some men approached Janice and invited her to a party. She told me when I returned to the table and said she was going.I remembered one time when I was working in telesales. Not just for a quick fuck, or even a day in bed. I want to have some time with you. I think you want that too if you're honest with yourself, not just so worried about what other people think, what he thinks.”“I don't know Javon. I feel like I'm caught in the middle.”“Listen Ainsely. We have a four day weekend coming up. The company has a training holiday on Friday and Monday is a holiday. I want to spend the weekend with you.” I felt like I'd been punched in the gut as I started thinking. " Ask you questions Christine." Christine the chubby one with the big tits and ass looked distracted by what was happening. She looked down at her questionnaire on the clipboard. "Ah Sam how old are you?" Christine stuttered. Her face going red."17" "Perhaps you should get more comfortable Christine" Janice suggested. "Remove your jacket, undo a few buttons on your blouse to help cool down." Christine stood and removed her jacket. Her heaving chest strained the buttons on her white blouse..