" I'd suppose so." Look. My boy's over there running the bar. Help yourself, man. Meanwhile, I wanna see how many ladies can I freak on the dance floo...." OK, man," Marilyn replied before pounding fists with Brandon. "Check ya later." After stashing her coat away in a back corner of the basement, she decided to slide over to the bar for a few beers, taking the time en route to check out the ladies scene in the room. "Not exactly a stellar crowd in here," she thought to herself. "But maybe there. That two old and injured men had returned with fresh kills, and so quickly, got people talking. Talk led to questions, and naturally questions led to answers. Uttar provided the answers.Uttar and Vedic drew straws for who got to go and show the villagers where the oats were, and who got to go hunting again. Uttar won and would go hunting, while Vedic would lead the villagers. Naturally, when Uttar went out, other men came along to see how he did it.Uttar, being an old hand at hunting, knew. “God, that sucks.” “Ah, but it is not you, my Princesses. Did you not notice that never did any of them want to kiss or touch each other unless someone was taking a picture?” “Come to think of it…” Amber muttered, realizing that it was true. “They’re Wanna-Bi’s?” Rachel spat out and threw her hands up. “I fear so. Their attraction to the fairer sex goes only so far as it can be used to their advantage in shocking and impressing others.” “Way to dash our hopes and dreams,” Amber said, though her. I lifted my head to see Steve pulling her up to her knees, positioning her in just the right way. She gasped against me when he slipped his beautiful cock into her awaiting pussy. I loved hearing her moan, feeling her shutter as he pounded away and her sweet tongue drank me in. I came just from watching him thrust into her. I never thought watching my man pound another pussy would make me cum. But it did, I could feel all my sweet juices smearing across her face. She was whimpering, he had no.