She sucked it like it was a cock. With each stroke, I could feel her wetness coat my shaved cock, balls and thighs. The air from the fan created a coo...ing contrast to her hot wet juicy pussy on each stroke. The sheer wetness of her pussy may her so slick that my cock continued to fuck her without any sensation of a load building. I must have fucked her 20 minutes straight with each stroke feeling her hot wet pussy followed by the cooling sensation of the air. Then, I began fucking her with deep. The walls of her palace were broken down, the roofs collapsed in the fire, those who still lived were disarmed and dragged into the gardens, or what had been the gardens, where the men died, and the women screamed for days and nights until they died, too. The charred and mutilated corpses lay strewn on the ground, their meat prey to the scavengers, winged or quadruped or sometimes walking on two legs, limbs were torn or cut off, bones were dragged away to hidden feeding places, cracked by sharp. Then he stopped with his manhood buried in my ass and started filling me with his seed. Seconds later I blew my load all over my dress. He pulled out and a river of cum flowed from me. He slid next to me and whispered "I have to go slut, lets do this again soon" Heaven and back and then some baby, where are we going next time "I asked"Well Well that was quite a show my little whore" Eric said clapping his hands. " And the nights not over yet!" he smiled.I smiled back. "but I need a. We’re going to take these girls to their homes, and then we’re going to fuck like bunnies at our place. Yes, we live together, but don’t tell anyone.”“How does no one know that?” I asked, curiously.“Because, officially, I live with Gladys Cavendish. Long story on that one, hon. Just know that you and I are going to fuck and soon, laws be damned!” Ms. Clarke told me, “I’ve had your mother. Sooner or later, I suspect that I’ll get your father and son. But it’s you that I want most of all, at.