I whined, impatient.She made an exaggerated sound of fake sympathy. “You really want me, baby?”“Please,” I begged, breathless.She slid her str...pped-on cock into me. It was deep enough that having the full length inside made my insides ache.I moaned. “Oh, yes.”She pulled my head back by the hair,“Want to Eiffel tower your bitch with me?” she asked my master.“Open up that pretty little mouth, bitch,” he ordered.I obediently parted my lips. He slid his member in all the way. I choked. My eyes. Zax was thinking on one of the biggest reasons that held him from joining the Holy Palace, his disagreement with the way the church handled and handling those who do not share its faith in The Almighty. ‘That alone is enough to prevent me from signing in. The Almighty is a God, but it’s not like he or she is the only one. If I ever decide to worship a God, it must be someone who corresponds to my Martial path and not by compulsion’.From his short time in Ercas Mir he witnessed the deeds of. He makes me purr and growl. He likes to bend me over, on my knees, and whisper in my ear that my white ass is a hot wet dream as he tugs on my nipples and makes me pant for him. And I do. He rubs his cock on me and makes me so wet I whine for more. Fuck. He makes me such a slut and it’s so damned good.And Credence, what a guy. Perfection comes to mind. So laid back, so easy, so sweet. Creed is maybe six foot three, about one hundred ninety-five pounds. He works out with weights but he’s no. He was one of the ones I was trying to get for months. Jon then looked around the room to make sure no one was even near, and then came in closer. “Is it true you were at Sam’s house last Friday Ms. Kelly?” He asked I almost instantly became drenched and horny. “What have you heard?” I asked “I’m not sure if it’s true but…” I interrupted him and brought his head down to where mine was and whispered “I first took turns making out with the four boys, sucking their tongues dry. I then sucked.