When he turned to face her, Elsie pulled up her sweater, revealing that she was not wearing a bra. His cock went rock hard instantly, causing an embar...assing tent in his pants.“How old are you?”“I’m nineteen, Santa.”Without another word, he reached out, took her hand, and pulled her into the room. Once inside, he locked the door behind him.Pushing her up against the door, he kissed her hard, grinding himself against her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. After a couple. She ran up the steps and through the entrance. She deliberately carried her few items in a small leather pouch, as she was aware that security would be tight and backpacks were discouraged. She walked to the information desk, collected a brochure for the exhibit and made her way through the myriad corridors to her desired goal. She was fascinated by the prints, which were both in bold colors as well as black and white. She wondered at an artist’s decision to create what might be called. My heart was pounding very quickly now and I felt my cunt was dripping wetJerome laughed and he said now I was to get what I deserved…I was waiting to be wildly fucked by my Black Master cock; but then I heard the motel room door open and footsteps as a few people entered the place. I could not see anything through the blindfold. All I could feel was my asshole now very stretched and sucking in the big dildo. Then someone suddenly yanked the dildo out of my anus, causing me to gape wide. I was. It seems that thaumaturgists observed the same law of nature as soldiers: "If it can get fucked up, it will, as badly as possible, with no warning."I told her the story of the "dragon lair." "It was another case of the scribe writing the oracle's words wrong. It's bad enough tryin' to figure out what the Oracles are talkin' about, without translatin' errors creeping in. We wasn't overmanned for the mission, but we had enough to take on a dragon, barely. 'Beware the dragon lair.' That's what was.