Raat ko jub main soya tu mujhay nabeela kay khuwab anay lagaay keh main uski paon chaat rhaa hon aur un main lund daal raha hoon usko kissing kar raha...hoon aur is duran mera cell phone baja aur meri ankh khool gaye khiar us call kay baad main nay bohat sonay ki koshish ki per us aunty ka khayal meray demagh say gaya nahi aur mera lund aik dum pathar ho gaya so main nay uskay baray main soch kar muth mari uar kiya bataon keh kitna maza aya aisa laga keh sari zindagi ki jaan uskay naam per nikal. ..welcome to the show, Ophelia. My oh my, young lady that's quits a set of bazookas you're sporting there and might I add that you're looking particularly repulsive this evening. The warts are a nice touch, did you do them yourself or do they run in the family ? Tell the audience a bit about yourself" I'm a welder and I collect stamps and car registration numbers in my spare time, Kat. The warts were in the box I grew up in. Dad must have left them in there for me so they must be hereditary and. " Elise said. And then I was being tossed off by 4 hands. "Move your hands Elise." Daisy Said. Elise did as she was told and I felt Daisy's mouth engulf my dick. I felt my dick go down her throat and make her almost gag. I could feel myself letting out some pre-cum. Daisy just licked it away. Just before I thought I was going to come, I felt Daisy's mouth move and so I rolled onto my side trying to make them think I was stirring. This however didn't work as one of the girls were stroking the. ‘Burn them all!’ Flaming torches rained in to the common room and the inn patrons scattered. I was stuck to the spot, not knowing what to do. To my right a man was climbing out of a window, trying to get away from the flames. I was about to join him but I froze, recoiling in shock as something sharp and bloodied emerged from the back of his neck. His gurgling scream sounded like a pig being butchered. I could feel the heat of a burning torch by my leg so I reached down and threw it out the.