I was ready to leave when she appeared from the kitchen with two glasses of orange juice - very welcome after the morning ride. We moved to the living...room to have our drinks. As we sat, I saw that a soft pale breast was pushing itself out from the cleavage of her cleavage. I gulped my orange juice hoping to leave tactfully before I started leering down her nightgown. Then I realized that the orange juice was heavily seasoned with vodka. We both smiled when my gulp turned into shock and. ...I felt his hot mouth on my snatch, his tongue massaging my swollen clit. Round and round it encircled my sensitive little button. I try to muffle any sound; but I could not help but moan loudly, as I shivered from the pleasant sensation. I felt I was soaking wet. A mixture of my juices and his saliva trickled down the crack of my ass and dribbled down our car’s hood, as Victor watched me…I made my best effort trying not to cum, but it was no use. I could not resist any longer my own climax. No way in hell was I going to get that. I flexed my thick arms, working the kinks out, and went out to the waiting area to get the next customer.There was a single man, arms as thick as a normal guys legs, his head shaved save for a three inch strip down the middle, buzzed short and dyed purple of all colors. It wasn't my place to judge; people were free to do what they wanted to their bodies. Piercings dotted his face, and he had a pair of sleeve tattoos. They were nice work, not as good a. Its tan stone walls were well lit by torch, with the very same stone making up the floor. The horrified expression on her face grew more and more desperate. It was a repulsive way to die, what she was going through. Even worse was the fact that she wasn’t the victim of a man, or even an ordinary woman, but one of the Hallowed. ‘Come now,’ the Hallowed woman’s voice was sensual, but her wicked smile sent a deathly chill down Adara’s spine. ‘Try to contain your excitement. You know as well as.