Alan approached the bed and quickly grabbed hold of Rachels two arms, holding them above her head, Jake used the oportunity to place his knee between ...er legs, causing her to open her legs.Rachel continued to squirm and fight, her breasts jiggled as her body moved. Jake was memorised with the movement, her breasts were beautiful. "Grab her feet" Jake shouted to Jason, his mate obeyed. "Now pull them apart so i can see this pussy". Cry and screaming Rachel begged them to stop, she didnt want. I'd look great. And more to the point, for this little moment in the spotlight—literally, one would be directed at me—I'd sound great.At last it was time. Turandot has no overture, it just starts out with a few notes by the orchestra, a very little bit of chorus business, and then I'm out there. Pretty much I was opening the proceedings. And I was ready."Popolo di Pekino, " I began. "People of Peking (well, these days it's Beijing, but you get the picture)." And my voice just rang out, loud and. They moved continually, wriggling, a nest of tiny snakes, massed Medusa-like around her head in a halo. The feelers had risen from the tentacles initially, but now she saw that they sprouted from her own scalp as well, grasping blindly into the night air, searching for life. Searching for prey.The small voice in her head let loose a terrified scream, and though it was small it was insistent, and echoed through every neuron and synapse in her otherwise empty mind.Then the voice went quiet,. He ran the head of his cock up and down her sweet snatch for a moment, staring down at it in amazement when he caught sight of her puckered little hole.It beckoned to him as he stared at it. Mesmerized by the forbidden entrance he placed the tip of his cock to it and began to push in slowly. Sydney's head jolted back as she let out a sharp cry. “OH GOD DADDY NO." He pierced the tight ring of muscle very slowly, leaving the head lodged inside for a moment.He reached down and began to stroke her.