Lannie’s werecat was suddenly on the Dagon’s face, clawing and scratching at the Dagon’s good eye. An instant later, the werecat was dead and br...ken beneath the beast’s cruel claws, it’s death cry echoing from Lannie’s throat.But the werecat had done its job. The Dagon was blind. The monster began furiously clawing all around, desperate to find its antagonist. Even as Sy wondered where she’d gone, she was jerking frantically on his arm and trying to get him to “Get a move on, dammit!”The. Davon pressed his hips close to my buttocks and I could feel his hard erection pushing between my crack. I was ready for him now, my cunt was soaking wet and my asshole was still very stretched.My lust for his cock was growing by the second. My both holes were sore after enduring Jerome’s cock; but I wanted even more.“Do not be scared, bitch… you can take it up your slutty ass..." He said the bed would be more comfortable; so he made me get on all fours again, my ass facing him. Again I buried. " Instead it is a night at an all-girls sex party hosted by Katherine DeCroix, the founder of the already infamous, FlirtySkirts.As a reporter for Girl21 e-magazine, I was more than a little nervous when my editor assigned a strictly straight married woman like myself to this kind of story. I never would have imagined that my degree in journalism would take me inside the premiere opening of a ladies-only sex party.At 9:00 pm I arrived at a posh loft apartment located in downtown Atlanta. It had. We have lot of sex and fun like the foreigners but we do not reveal the truth to the world. Well, I am from Chennai, Tamil Nadu aged 31 running my own business. The incident I am going to tell you happened when I was a bachelor, doing my degree. I did my degree through Open University system while I was working in private company. I used to go on business tour often on behalf of my company and learnt much about prostitution and men sharing their bed with girls who are for money. I am not.