"She hasn't put out yet and we've been going out three months." I mostly ignored them as I just began burning with desire as I impaled myself on his ...onderful dick.I was feeling so good that when I saw Bill stroking his cock that was starting to recover I moaned over to him, "Let me suck your cock again."Bill laughed and just moved closer to me. Once it was in my face I quickly devoured it again, never stopping my lap dance on his friend. "Fuck, she's a slutty bitch," Bill laughed."Yea she. .a petite figure...or the most expensive... hoping for a divine looking chick...Well?”I was really caught out now: I was honest though: “Yeah I wanted the lot”“Do you think I have it” said Peyton slipping out of her awesomely seductive scarlet dress to reveal a heavenly matching black lacey bra and miniscule g-string...setting off both her ivory skin and my aroused pecker.‘Oh get it off and get in the spa...you’re getting the lot...eventually” and all I saw was her sweet arse cheeks and her. There was no imperative that explained the presence of centaurs, unicorns, fauns, dragons, trolls and all the other exotic inhabitants of the world, a classification to which she, by virtue of being a woman in all but one crucial feature, also belonged. But the inexplicableness of the lack of evolutionary purpose, let alone the bizarre details of biology which permitted not only herself to exist, but also such equally strange phenomena as fairies, sprites and cockatrices, wasn't all.Guinevere. The coach was a powerful man despite his big solid gut."Yo! That is a bit too dry! Spit in your hands!" demanded the coach. She spit a dainty little spit into her palmbut they laughed at her telling her to really spit into her hand, encouraging her to clear her throat good."Yeah! That's it!" Mr. Smith said as the spit on her palms lubricated the two men's cocks. They sucked on her big tits and kissed her deeper than before. The coach looked over at Harold and told him to start getting undressed.