And not just her sex-starved pussy, either. There was a strange tingling in her asshole, a need to be ravaged there by his gorgeous young prick as wel....By now, the brunette music teacher knew she was half-drunk, but she was careless about the outcome of any of it, as long as she could gratify the wild fantasies that had tormented her for more than a year. Her cunt felt like a throbbing mass of fire, and every nerve in her succulently curved flesh ached fiercely. Her swollen nipples tingled. "I heard you were making out with Jen's brother," Katie said with a grin while we waited for our religion class to start."Not even," I told her seriously. "It was just a kiss." Which one?" Sandy wondered, sticking her nose into everyone else's business like always."Jeremy," Katie replied, because Jen had three brothers and all their names started with J for some reason. Her parents' names started with J too, now that I think about it, so maybe it was a family tradition or something."Oh," Sandy. A pair of elbow-length pink opera gloves ran to her elbows. She was made up to look like a doll, with a pale, almost white face that made the pink eye shadow and lipstick leap out. I had the oddest feeling she looked somehow familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on who she was. The other girl followed her in. She was more muscular, with wide hips and large breasts. She was head to toe goth, with a black tight leather dress, jet black hair, wearing stiletto knee boots, accentuated by black. With a chuckle I lifted my shield, and it too was strapped onto my back. I grabbed a wand and attempted to holster it at the waist. To my surprise, a leather belt appeared with one slot which I put the wand in to. I swung the pouch over my shoulder and started walking down the clear path down the mountain. I was pretty drained when I made it to the bottom, I realized.The game was startlingly realistic, with true to life textures and everything. I felt like I was walking across a field of.