"Man, this is no longer a place for your kind."I bowed my head. "I must." Speak, then."I carefully marshaled my arguments "The world has changed. We d...n't know what brought it all about, but we have been carried along with everything else to a place that terrifies us. Nobody can sleep at night without dying. The things we have long depended on have become undependable. We are at the mercy of whatever is out there, and it HAS no mercy. I come seeking understanding. I come seeking wisdom."The. I slept the sleep of the righteous and awoke my hands still on sissy's tits, her womanly full breasts now mine to touch, kiss when I desired. I knew holding my sister and the girls in sleep had charged the ring, many strange dreams had come that night. I saw that Angels were Warriors and terrifying, the ring would teach me it's secrets, all in time. The ring had sensed Jane and her needs, I'd seen her end unless she was claimed, she needed to be owned or would soon be murdered. I knew what I. “I love cock and being fucked like a slut!” I somehow panted between the extreme waves of pleasure both cocks were providing.Instinctively I placed my open mouth over Dave's and slipped my tongue inside his mouth. Dave returned the favor, slithering his tongue deep in my mouth. For the first time in my life, every sexual orifice I possessed was being utilized sexually.“Dave and I will fuck you regularly if that's what you want slut!” Andy said then slapped my ass, leaving a delightful stinging. Everything was rather romantic like in the novels of Ivan Turgenev, the 19th century nobiliary Russian writer - flowers were smelling, moon was shining, and nightingales were singing. In the park there is even a river like in the famous Russian song "Подмосковные вечера", "Moscow Nights".In spite of multitude of people we finally reached a quite secluded and deserted place. There were some kind of a dilapidated fountain without water, benches, many big shrubs, lawns. Not a soul around was..