Phileas Fogg, like a racehorse, was drawing near his last turning-point. The bonds were quoted, no longer at a hundred below par, but at twenty, at te..., and at five, and paralytic old Lord Albemarle bet even in his favour. A great crowd was collected in Pall Mall and the neighbouring streets on Saturday evening, it seemed like a multitude of brokers permanently established around the Reform Club. Circulation was impeded, and everywhere disputes, discussions, and financial transactions were. Xaal looked over at her. “For me?”“Twenty-two-year-old virgin. He passed up the chance to get laid earlier tonight because he didn’t want to be his friend’s charity case. Intelligent, strong mind, and he agreed to this on his own.”“Fuck, I might need a change of panties after all that, if I wore them. It’s too perfect, Lethe. What’s the catch?”“You only get his virginity, I want him.”“Surely you have plenty of toys to play with, you can give up one,” said the succubus as she eyed up the human. . Puis ses potes s'y sont mis et m'ont fait jouir avec leur langues. J'ai aspergé la table avec mon jus... Ils ont continué à me traiter de pute, de chienne. Plus ils en rajoutaient, plus ma cyprine coulait...Et ils s'y sont mis à trois pour me fister. Chacun leur tour, ils ont plongé leurs mains de pervers dans mon sexe enfiévré... Et j'ai joui à nouveau ! Cuisses bien écartées, j'étais à leur totale disposition. Ils ont répété sans cesse que j'étais leur salope, leur garce, leur putain... Je. "That..." began Sira, her voice shaking between sobs. "... that was... I recognized his face..."At once, Leah threw herself on the other girl, wrapping her up in a hug of surprising strength. "It's okay," said Leah, running a hand through the girl's hair. "It's okay, it's over."The body of twenty men stood to the side, astounded by what was happening, not knowing what to think or do. Daran glanced at them, shared the sentiment, gave the shaking shoulder another supportive squeeze.Sira looked.