It'll take me a little time to catch up with it." Suggestion? We need a war council. We need to hash out all that we know about this situation and the... decide which way we want to go. All this time we've been working on de Chateau and all of his many alias'. I still haven't done anything with Leafcutter, Voltaire or Windsong. Dane had been going over a lot of this stuff and then there's the info that she and Cain got from their contacts along with what you got. I'd like to hash out all that we. As his hands drifted, so my heart raced, and with my heart went my breath. I writhed and panted, pushing myself up against his hard, hot cock that was already coating my thigh in sticky precum. Patrick started laughing quietly, then held my hands to slow me down, to give me time to return to my senses. He turned his head towards the other bed. “Sorry guys, we got a bit carried away. That was just meant to be a goodnight kiss,” Patrick apologised breathily to our roommates. “Are you kidding?. ..Daddy!" Grossa grunted as he pushed hard into my ass briefly, making my hole dilate even more then backed off. "Aaaagh...oh gawd YES! Fuck me Grossa!" I cried out desperately as I watched Bryan smile warmly, waiting for what was about to happen to me. "Once I start there's no going back." Grossa continued, whispering in my ear. "Fuck me pleeease...I want it sooo badly." I moaned out staring into Bryan's eyes. My boy gazed back at me, noticing my need to be connected with what my boy had been. He tore at Lara’s shirt like a child opening a wrapped Christmas present. Lara’s exposed c-cups breasts were fully out in the open for the drooling retards to see. They all began making happy moronic mewing sounds, as they looked Lara over. Lara’s erect dark pink nipples became their playthings. Each retard took a turn playing with her nipples. No sex act was left undone on Lara’s hard nipples. They sucked, teased, rubbed, and pulled on her nipples. Lara was so ashamed of how good it felt, she.