”“Yeah, I noticed that, too,” I replied, “That’s part of why we’re collecting evidence. We just need to know how this all ties together.�...“There are a number of gods and goddesses that require burnt offerings,” Ashryn added, “Could be that Lord Gauthi is a worshipper gone mad.”“Could be that he’s just a run of the mill firebug, though...”There was a hissing voice from the shadows up ahead. “Would you keep it down! ‘S bad enough we had all them skeletons on top o’ us right off, jeez!”We continued. We continued to walk, hand in hand. Then I would drop his hand and he would slow his walk and I would give him another peak. I love being able to tease, but keep it from being too risky or over the top. We still had to blend into the crowd. Any chance I could get though, when no one was looking....FLASH!Eventually my husband had enough. I was wet as hell from my teasing routine. He said "hey, let's walk down that path", pointing to a narrow alley where maintenance and trash employees. So, I watched him pull out and stroke his wood again right over her butt. Grace had to know he did that, but she kept going at me like a wolf on a sheep."Oh, yes, douse this tart's butt as much as you can, Greg," I moaned, fondling her head. "She demands it."He did just that and gave her six different shots all over those two butt cheeks. Grace never stopped him and just let it happen. I felt her jolt somewhat with each shot, and she applied more pressure to my nipple too, but she didn't bite. The pressure was mounting, mounting, in his billowing scrotum, and his head swam wildly with the impending knowledge of his cumming, of his filling of this wanton woman with torrent after torrent of his rushing hot seed ...Sarah could imagine every stroke of Baz’s thick hot cock penetrating her body. She rolled over onto her stomach bent her knees to raise her rounded arse in the air and snaked her hand between her spread legs to find her sopping wet pussy again. Instantly she sank two fingers.