She had her hands on his arse and was encouraging him with "Oh yes, fuck yes, that's it do it to me" and little yelps of joy, he was responding with g...oans of pleasure as he felt her pussy massage his enclosed member with every thrust. It is strange how things go through your mind, I remember thinking all my school mates would laugh and poke fun if they ever saw me with a girl like that. Not that I had ever had a girl friend of any kind, but seeing the look of bliss on the boy's face as his. "And it's not new, either. There will be holding cells, probably somewhere along the back wall."I nodded and worked to ignore the mess that was covering my paws, following behind the old Demon as he picked his way back across the room. My eyes fell upon more and more atrocities that had my hackles raised and a continuous growl echoing around the room. Everywhere was the sight and smell of blood, though a faint memory of human waste drifted up out of the drains. The rank smell of sex emanated. On the side were the vegetables, slave girls, and excellent cooking Osmuun was known for. Getting a good slow suck from blonde woman in a land of mostly dark haired girls was always satisfying. The server for his table was also a blonde though slightly darker. She also wore the sexy diaphanous clothes of a courtesan unlike the slave under the table.Unfortunately for Marcos, life intruded. “Lord Panthi, may we join you?” Called a chubby city councilman. Behind him was a small group of. Or even better, a wild one; for she and her beau could be quite the raunchy pair, when he had the energy and she had the freedom from parental duties. Oh, well, what the hell; there would be other nights, but it was a let-down nonetheless.Zachariah Stein knew his mother was a great beauty and cherished her; and even though he was her young son, more than admired her, desired her. Indeed he had been planning to seduce her for over a year now. While he had been gathering elements of his.