“Go, do it Sarah, lick it up with Vincent. Lick my vagina, Sarah, lick it good.” She said out of pure ecstasy.Sarah walked around to Amy’s backs...de and Vincent pulled her on top of him with her tiny titties in his face and began to suck, lick and bite them. She moaned and began to lap at her sisters virgin cunt and butthole, not missing a single drop of cum, outside or in. “okay, now that Amy’s been taken care of by me, it’s time to fuck you, Sarah. Hehe,” he chuckled, “notice I didn’t say. "Yeah. Specifically, a squaw in full regalia," I said. "Your dark hair and complexion would make you perfect. War paint, little fringe skirt, no panties..." You're serious," she said."Somewhat," I said. "However, I am open to suggestions."In the nick of time, our dinner arrived, and we enjoyed the production of a flaming dish prepared by what I'd guess was a flaming waiter. It was well into that process that I realized that Meredith and I were holding hands across the table."I tell you what," I. Heading southwest, he waited until he was clear of any people before shifting. Changing with ease, he broke into a run when the change had finished, eager to find his quarry. Every sense was alive as he sped through the underbrush, beneath the thick canopy of trees that allowed little sunlight through. Blood Fang traveled for some time, going up and down the slopes of the mountain as he searched for any trace of his father. Eventually his determination paid off when he felt a vague presence up. Jason swilled the remaining liquor around in his glass, marvelling at the almost oily way it clung momentarily to the side before falling back to join the bulk spinning around at the bottom of the glass.Her glass remained untouched.Jason half turned and placed the glass on the low Maplewood table. The grain of the timber was light, similar to beech or ash, but someone had taken the time to highlight the wavering lines with a fine brush and a coloured lacquer. The effect desired or otherwise,.