But that would never happen. Our people wouldn’t accept me.”“Would Lord Mohan be a better puppet than Sanji?” I asked. “He is supposed to be...the plotter. I’m beginning to think he’s not. He’s another puppet with his strings pulled by his mother, isn’t he? A puppet, just as you four are – doing her dirty work.”“Sanji would be better than Lord Mohan,” Banni blurted. The others were horrified by that statement.“Why?” I asked. “Why would sex-driven Sanji be better?”“I suppose there is no harm in. "Now eat me you sexy man, make me cum one more time."Oh my god, another fantasy coming to life, being “forced” to eat her. I couldn’t imagine anything I would rather do. She lifted one leg and placed it on the sofa, opening up her pussy for my tongue. Not letting go of my hair, she directed my mouth and tongue to where she wanted me. I loved this, she knew what she wanted, and she was not afraid of telling me or directing me to get it.I spent a long time on her clit, sometimes just holding my. He prefers that it is many guy's cum, but he usually only gets one cumshot, occasionally two or three. Shoved into the cuntsteak, after the cum, is a blue rare cock and balls, like it is fucking the pussy. To drink, he orders urine, which could be anyone's piss, male, female, or a mix of both. When inside the restaurant, if he sees someone that he wants to fuck in the ass, pussy, and/or mouth, or any cocks, pussies or asses that he would like to give oral sex to, he will just do so without. A flap was open on the tent and a scantily clad woman could be seen inside.Lori entered the general's tent in front of the rest of the women. As soon as they entered the tent, Tammi felt a wave of energy that washed over her which did not affect her. Boy that felt weird, like a Charlie-horse in my brain! She noticed that her companions were standing still at attention. Tammi then got a good look at the mask the general wore. The mask was basically made of ceramics. What made it striking was the.