It was intoxicating. I heard his breathing pick up, and he slid a little closer. "Mind?" I must have nodded no, it was fine because he was inches away...from me. He was still stroking his cock, facing me. I was getting past the point of no return. I was locked on him and his hands on his cock. "Cum," I said. I was trying to tell him I was going to cum, but he said "Oh yes, I can." and he sat back a little, took his free hand to his balls, massaged both of them and shot 3 spurts onto his pubes and. Ron seemed to avert his eyes from the blowjob porn, but was loving the sight of lots of hot girls dancing together in groups of two or three, generally grinding their shiny, sweaty bodies together, hands all over each other's asses and boobs, some hands down the front of her partner's skirt and panties, probably finger fucking a very wet and burning hot cunt ... and almost all of the girls were fully making out with each other. It was definitely a turn on for me as well!We made our way to the. “No it was definitely whiskey.” Granny’s brain swam back into focus. Alice. The up-coming end of the world. “There’s witch-blood in those veins, but not pure enough to cause problems in the bedroom, if you catch my drift.” Granny didn’t agree with this ‘talking-like-a-lady’ malarkey that Margaret insisted upon in ‘her’ house. Granny liked to call a spade a spade and then everyone knew what everyone else was talking about. Talking in riddles was so new-age. “Just imagine yourself fucking a. Judging by the size of the huts and the quality of the built material and considering the density of the huts and the number of livestock he sensed, there might be fifty to sixty residents in this village. Considering elderlies, men and children—there were probably only five to ten young women in this village. That will have to do, he thought. He was starved and his body was weak; he wasn’t in the position to be picky. He lingered at the edge of the forest and waited for dawn to break the.