And she said she loved it all. Megan sat there in silence trying to think about what to say. Shelly beat her to the punch, “Well, do you think I’m...some sort of a whore or something?” “Um, well no one forced you to do these things and you liked doing them, so, no, I don’t think you’re a whore.” “Good. I was worried that you might not want to be friends after telling you.” “I will always be your best friend, even if you do fuck a bunch of guys.” They both started laughing at this. The rest of the. . I don’t know how I felt... Angry? No! A rush came over me, as I heard my mom’s wet pussy getting rammed through...“Michael! Ah fuck!”As I listened my hand was shaking... What do I do?“I’m your slut! yesss!”I heard a man's voice “your soo wet!”“I’m your slut! I want you to cum on my face!”I heard them switch positions... “ohh yesss you want this?”“Mmhmm..” “Give it to me!”*A wet slapping sound“Ahhhh fuckk!”Silence…And then!“That’s soo much cum! Let me take a picture”*Laughter, as the sink. I'm watching Yasmeen like a hawk but she doesn't even look at Zarika - all the better because if those two start another food fight then they will eat outside. I sit down, put a fork full of eggs in my mouth, fight it down and complain, "My eggs are cold. Hey Sharik, want some eggs boy."He comes over, does his little doggie dance and I say, "Not in the kitchen, you have to eat scraps outside."He follows me to the front door, I open it and we step outside. I see a flash of red and Sharik is off. “No. I was a monster, I know that now. I am far happier on Jingol and assisting with this mission than I ever was as Queen. But, my past shaped my personality and I cannot help how I view things at times,” she admitted.“True, we all carry that sort of baggage,” Morgana agreed with a sigh.Other than engaging in small talk, nothing else of note happened until a soft but insistent chime sounded and we made our way to the Council chamber for the trial.Unlike the trial of Clarence, there were no.