While he ground his loins into the moistly clasping depths of her cunt, he lowered his head, putting his lips around one of her hardened nipples and s...cking hard. The sensations of pleasure that now wracked her tits anti pussy were beyond anything she had ever imagined. The hot, fiery tingling in her cunt and the rippling electric impulses of pleasure racing from her huge naked titties seemed to merge in the middle and radiate outward in an ecstatic burst of pain-pleasure. It needed only a cock. He had dark circles under his eyes, as though he had not slept well last night. He gazed flatly at her, scanning her costume.He demanded, "Why are you wearing that?" Because I like it."He scowled. "I hope nobody's seen you dressed that way!" But they have, six of them, and you make seven, no, eight, because I'm one or maybe I'm two, one the me that used to be Susie the door-mat. This Susie loves the wood-nymph tunic. Brian, how was your day? Did you fuck your secretary?"Hearing that, he looked. ”“They get punished,” Tara continued, “and then it’s no longer safe for them to remember, or talk about it, so they forget.”“At least,” Tia finished the sentence, “that’s what happened to us.”“You see, after we came here, and started studying in the Goddess’ University...”“The what?” Tally asked, her interest perking up.“We learned that everyone lives forever...”“and you can’t really die,” Tara added.“You just forget,” Tia finished again, “and move on.”“So there’s a university?” Tally asked,. A heavy sigh of relief came off their breaths as they were once more happy again when they recognised the artist, naked from the waist up, standing with his back towards them, a palette in his left hand while his other swished a paintbrush across a wide canvas in front of him while Thom, his cat, purred by his feet. They stood there for a long time, talking and whispering excitedly amongst themselves till finally the artist came out and rudely told them to leave. Distraught though they were,.