She poured again, allowing the rum, to flow down, into, and over your sex. You moaned, grabbing my head in your hands, and rose your hips, up to my fa...e. The penetrating tongue, dove in. "Oh yea, Stacy!" Mandy exclaimed. The group hovered above us, body against body, watching. "They want a show," I thought, "I'll give them a show." I grabbed a hold of the corner of your panties, and just ripped them off, never bothering to remove my face, from your wet, love box. Taking a hold of the top of. ”“Of course, I did. Keeping a list was my idea. Well, anyway, I found this world’s version of a blacksmith for monster parts. They’re called whitesmiths.”“Cool. Go on.”“Monsters, unlike humans, have all the skills they need inside their bodies. Gods only play a role in bringing those skills out or adding some that they shouldn’t have. Whitesmiths find the part of the monsters that have these skills and turn them into something worshipers can use in combat or in daily life.”“Like a monster core. He planted a kiss on her lips and lifted her onto the table. Evan pushed her down as he kissed his way down her tummy and onto her thighs. He kissed the inside of her legs and slid a finger back inside her wet hole. His tongue slid over her clit and then he slid a second finger into her hole. ‘mmmm’ Kara moaned as he thrusted his two fingers slowly in and out of her. Evan bit her clit and sucked it into his mouth. ‘Yes. Ohhhh. Yes. MMMM’ Kara cried out as he thrusted faster into her and. Don knew because he had counted them that morning in the office. Wearily returning home, feeling tired and irritable, he wondered if his foxy little stepdaughter would refuse herself to him again that night. For the last two nights, he had gone to her room and they had begun to make passionate love... the kind of loving he had come to crave from her tender childlike body, but she had stopped him always at a most crucial point... stopped him and sent him away as though he were some kind of.