My parents running on on me wasn’t a problem because my dad lived across the country and my mom had to work two jobs, so growing up, I pretty much r...ised myself. I was a year younger than my sister, and when she hit puberty, that’s when the fun really began when her wardrobe updated with bras, thongs, crop tops, short shorts, and other slutty clothes. My sister was especially slutty, and I don’t blame her, seeing as we didn’t really have parents to raise her. I guess you could say my sister was. Slowly, Laura used her strength to pull against the tentacles around her hands, pulling herself up and down, fucking the Queen. Each time her vagina clamped on the Essence, a little more of the goo was dispensed into her passage.At long last, the Queen had drained itself into Laura, and the assault on her feet ceased. She’d been kidnapped from the side of the road by creatures unlike any this world has ever seen, and raped by a monster just as foreign. Now she floated dormant in the core of the. After a while he pulled out and told Melody to get on her hands and knees. It was only at this moment that I could see the impressive size of him fully engorged. He was around 9 inches in lenth and very thick and veiny. I was surprised that Melody could actually take it so well in her tight pussy, but she told me afterwards that the pain was bearable due to the pleasure. Richard shoved Melody's face into the pillow and they were now side on view to me. Looking at me and then back at her ripe. Such deep intense feelings in those eyes, they made me grow wetter, made me feel more needy. I felt my own skin heat more, the fantasy so real, I whimpered softly, feeling the calluses brushing across my stomach, I could see his tongue brushing and wetting his lips, words passing those lips I don’t think I would ever hear from him.“I want to taste your skin like I want your next breath. I want to hear you say my name on a prayer…” His voice harsh and hoarse, sending more shivers down my spine.I.