The door slams behind him in his haste. You stand there, your cornflower blue cock with its darker cobalt colored head still exposed and dribbling, as...silence suddenly fills the room. The lingering aroma of Skanky's pungent cloying dandelion perfume a lasting presence."This is snurfin bullshit!" You grumble as you tuck yourself away and tie your waistband's drawstring. You sit down heavily on your one wooden chair. Crossing your arms you lean back and think.One female, ninety-nine males...this. Jack choked on a laugh. God, those two.Sighing, Jack looked around, and scoped for familiar faces. There was Maria again, wearing a proper, normal, ridiculously expensive, old fashioned white dress. No chance the disfigured Nos would show off her physique, not when she looked like a cracked, broken, wet corpse. Few Nosferatu came to the ball for that very reason. Michael, on the other hand, wore a white suit with shirt completely open, showing off huge muscles that almost bulged out of his. Meanwhile I placed my left hand on her left buttock and right hand on her broad back. After few minutes I started kissing her furiously and started pressing her head with my right hand to my mouth to squeeze the entire saliva from her body.This continued for another 5minutes and I started feeling some sort of electricity is passing through my head to the tip of penis. Immediately I made her to sleep besides me and mounted her. I took my dick in my left hand and lifted my body little upwards on. “Clint?” Melody asked.“Talk to her,” I grinned. “If she heard us last night, I want to know if she's turned on. Probe her. Put her on speaker phone and let's find out how ripe my sister's cherry is.”Melody's bowels clenched on my dick. “Oh, you are a wicked brother.”“Uh-huh,” Mom said, rushing back to the bed and handing Melody her iPhone. “Quiet,” I told Mom, my finger slightly stroking Melody's clit. I wanted to pound her ass so hard, but I resisted.Melody connected the proper sequence of.