” “What?! Prestira, I-” A tentacle burrowed down my throat, choking out my protest. “Shh, dear.” Prestira smiled, “You’ll enjoy it. I’... not cruel.” Maybe I had more to say, but I couldn’t find the words. My insides were so hot, so… empty! Crystal strolled beside me, her hand running down my back, trailing between my legs, the delicate fingers caressing the folds of my occupied slit. She stepped toward Prestira, and the witch put an arm around Elena’s matriarchal slave. Both their complexions. Sandy smiled at her, and then moved around the divan to ease herself into her mother's lap. Slipping her arms around Bella's neck, Sandy leaned down and gently captured her mother's mouth with her own. Bella groaned, sliding her arms around her daughter's warm back. Their lips pressed urgently against each other, and Sandy felt her mother's long agile tongue pushing into her mouth, sending her tongue deep into her daughter's mouth, they sharing the wet heat of their forbidden kiss.They broke. Now that I think back on it, "wow," that would have been a lot of lawsuits if that were with women. That being said, as I was training I saw Darrel do it to a few other cooks and they would simple joke or do it back even harder. I had never been exposed to this type of ass slapping in sports or elsewhere so I was a little uncomfortable but I was certainly not going to complain about it or get anyone in trouble. Later after we had met and he was comfortable with me he began to start smacking my. A few weeks ago you had been browsing rental listings in your city, discouraged at all the ghetto hovels you were finding in your price range, when it had sunk in that you’d need a roommate.Changing the parameters of your search a listing had immediately caught your eye.It was for a room share in a two story, three bedroom house, fully furnished, for 700$ a month all inclusive. But surely this had to be some sort of joke right? It was in the richest part of town! Pennystone Lane was hot real.