He was dead, and Beatrice was about to kill a dozen kine in a prayer offering to the Crone, in hopes of learning a Crúac ritual to hunt down the hunt...rs.Depressing.She guided Jack to the mausoleum in the back of the cemetery. They said nothing. This wasn’t a fun time, and it wasn’t a chatty time. It was a shit time, and she was about to expose Jack to a side of it she’d prefer to not.The journey through the tunnel was gloomy as all hell. The warning sign above remained, Jacob’s sign, and Jack. Not long after noon, Sara rang the bell of Bev and Jerry's apartment. The door opened and Sara stepped inside, tuning to see her hostess. Bev was indeed Asian; black hair, oriental features and all. She stood about five three. She wore sheer, multicolored tights that showed every hair on her lower body, especially the sparse hair on her mons. On top, she wore a cut-off top of the same material. It ended several inches above her waist. Her skin was creamy and flawless. Sara's reaction must have. I grabbed his cock and started to move my hand up and down the shaft. As my hand was still covered in lube, it glided up and down very easily. I was alternating the firmness of my grip, but as it looked so hard and swollen i changed my mind, i wanted it in my mouth. I began to lick and suck with my mouth, not for too long, just enough to get him dripping wet. My clit was starting to throb, should i play with myself for a little? No i wanted to play with his body more than my own. I went back to. Her plump labia were dangling lusciously and glisteningly moist and I wasn’t going to be asked twice. Dropping to both knees I pushed my face into her perfection, my nose probing into her ass as my tongue parted those wet lips and this was rewarded with the mixed heavenly taste of her pussy and her wetness. My tongue extended and pushed inside – she was so so wet and hot. As I pushed in deep she let out a low moaning ‘yah’ I licked between cunt and ass and clit – but as I was behind her and.