I tried to move my arms to cover myself, that’s when it dawned on me that i was shackled to my bed, I muttered under my breath, Red asked in a mocki...gly sweet voice, “What did you say?”“Well ‘Played’” I replied, “so are we to exchange pleasantries, or shall we get on with it?”“Perhaps one last round of pleasantries are in order” she said, “Such as what you may call me, which is to say you may address me as Venatrix, and my companion is Dionysius” Huntress and the god of wine? Interesting. She sighed in resignation and relaxed her anus for his exploratory entry. He was well satisfied with the tightness of her little brown hole and removed his hand giving her an appreciative pat on her ass cheeks.Marcy Underwood was mortified. It was bad enough to have all those nasty boys and girls sucking her blood all night, but now she had this blood seeking cult leader playing with her poopy hole. It was really too much. She hoped her ex-husband Ronald would never find out about this. " Then she placed a kiss full of love and desire on his full sensuous lips, her tongue caressing his lips, then slipping between them to stroke against his teeth and his tongue in an imitation of what was going to happen with other parts of their bodies. Jack groaned and broke the kiss to move his mouth down her neck to her shoulders, kissing every little inch of her exposed skin. His hand slid up her side, caressing her tanned skin gently as he moved up to cup her breast, his thumb moving. Everything inside you that makes you precious is always there, no matter what’s going on on the outside.” Her breath started to come in sharp little grunts while her ass lifted off the bottom of the tub and she fucked back at his hand until water began to splash out on the floor. “You want to know that craven slut inside you is always there, too. Always hiding in the shadows ready to spring up and prove to everybody just how fucking bad you are.” The tall one reached between them and fumbled.