It causes a moan, which is almost a sob.I smile at her and go back to twisting her nipple hard. “What’s wrong, baby?” I ask sweetly.“Fuckkk…...I need to cum!” she whines. “Please!”I smile, knowing this is only the first of dozens and dozens of satisfying releases my multi-orgasmic bitch will experience today. “Cum,” I tell her. She arches. I grip her breast for a moment…. Then switch back to that thigh. My fingers trace the swollen lips of her pussy. I turn the car into the back lot of one of our. Their leads had led them to an abandoned manor that once was home to the local baron, Lady Sliversmith. The group had barely stepped foot in the manor when demonic creatures jumped them. Bernard fell to the beasts fast, and the last Gwenive saw of Asharia was she was screaming an incantation as one demon slammed her head into the floor by her horns while others ripped her clothes from her, eager to plunge their red hot cocks into her. Gwenive might have fallen the same had Asharia's not gotten. Just pleasure, lots of pleasure.But Linda was not like Julie. Julie loved Billie Holiday, FranÁois Truffaut and Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Linda liked Led Zeppelin, romantic comedies, horror movies and didn't care for books.And Linda was not bisexual.Sure, she had thought about it. When Julie came out, Linda wondered about it. But never tried, she was never that curious. She loved cocks, of all sizes, and saw no sense in having sex with someone who doesn't have one.Sure, Linda could see beauty in. Mai tab hi imagine karne laga ki bhaiyya ise najane kin kin tareeqon se chodenge. Kya mast lag rahi aye hai jee kar raha tha bhari mehfil mei use chod daloo. Jab hum log wahaa se wapas apne ghar aye to maine pehla kaam bohot hi anand aur jald bazi me bathroom gaya aur mooth mari. Saala mere land ka pani bhi itna nikla ki poocho mat. Par khair mai aise din raat bhabhi ki yaad mei mooth marta aur apne aap ko kaabu karta tha. Asli maza tab aaya jab shaadi ke din hum dulhan ko lekar aate waqt mera.