"If you are 'my slut', then perhaps you should be showing me what I get for my money," he replied, mock-sternly. She turned to face him, one hand stra...ghtening her twisted panties. Almost absentmindedly, she licked the fingers afterwards, showing no sign that tasting her own wet pussy was remotely worthy of note."Might your slut have your permission to demonstrate her blow job skills?" the question was demure, but the glint in her eye spoke louder than words that she was clearly in possession. SLEEHKARTUSHKA!" And as the sun cleared the top of the trees, and shone directly on the wolf, he shimmered, as though he were a projected image, and then, so slowly as to defy specific description, he changed. Parts of his body lengthened, others shrank. Cells moved with precision as he took on his human form. Pale legs and arms took the place of the furred items, his face melted to an anonymous pool of grey, and then formed a handsome human face as though pressed gently to a mould. Hair. But still she had some faith left, so opened the door a bit to see who were they.What she saw felt like her world broke apart. Tears rolled down her chicks. She ran down and sat by the bar and ordered for drink. She simply took a sip and tried to cope up with what is going on and what she heard was truth or not. “Do you think that Anamika is perfectly mesmerized by our plan… Ahh! Ohh! Aouch!” Rosy said it controlling her moans. “Yes perfectly! Darling! And why? You thought that I stopped loving. I may be blonde but I'm not stupid. A horrible thought was forming in my mind and I couldn't make it go away. I watched as those glasses began to fill with the white slime that shot out of all those cocks and somehow I knew what was going to happen when the men were finished.The pace increased quickly once there were six mouths at work. I started keeping track of how many men were going up on stage and cumming in the glasses. John and his friends were the last to take to the stage. They.