," Ireplied, smiling. "Come on let's get going, last one to Goytre wharf buysbreakfast!"We set off on the 25 mile ride to the canal wharf. We took it ...n turns totake the lead, swapping every couple of miles. A rest and pleasantbreakfast at the cafe followed and a chance to stock up on sandwiches forlunch from the little cafe shop and we were away again. We had decided toturn off the main road at Penperllenni and ride round the countrysidenear the historic Llanover estate before making our way. .”“I’m sorry about that,” Michael said. “I had no idea you were going to be there - I would never...”“I just ... I need to know that ... oh god, this sounds so stupid.”“Say it,” Michael commanded, his voice a low murmur.“I need to know I’m enough. That you don’t need a demon to be satisfied.”“Of course not!” Michael replied, shocked. In a brief moment of idiocy, he considered telling Brandi how many human girls he’d cum inside of earlier in the day, but immediately realized it was unlikely to. She had read it described in stories. She had just finished doing it to Allison. Still, nothing prepared her for the sudden wet heat of Allison's tongue parting her pussy lips. A tongue was nothing like a finger. Her tongue was wetter, slippery and faster at moving around her clit. She could feel the heat of Allison's mouth and her cheeks against her thighs. Her heart raced when Allison fucked her with her tongue. Allison used her fingers, too, poking and filling Bethany until she could take no. "Make sure that you get a good front angle of the slut's face," Steve said. "We want her to be easily recognized by anyone who knows her.The dog was arching its back and thrusting its hind quarters forward in fucking Margie's mouth. We laughed, "look at the dog go, it knows a fucking whore when it finds one."Suddenly Margie pulled away, coughing and choking. The dog had spurted its animal sperm into her throat and caught her unaware.She recovered in a moment, but with dog cum dribbling down.