“This, I like,” Bozka said. “Proving ourselves through combat rather than inspections. No offense, Mister Lambert.”“None taken,” Jules rep...ied.The pack of Araxie stood in an orderly row, their features concealed beneath the hoods of their ghillie suits. All that Jules could make out were their green eyes, seeming to glow as they reflected the light. They wielded their massive crossbows, along with all manner of other weapons and tools that were strapped to their rigs and belts. They looked. Raising herself up and leaning forward, she takes my hard cock and guides it into her still-wet pussy lips, teasing me, she rubs it up and down the lush, slippery groove. Sitting upright, she pushes her cunt down suddenly on me, and the shock of being enveloped in the hot lushness runs through my body. Silhouetted against the starry sky, the pale crescents of her breasts are mirrored in the quarter moon that hangs low in the east. In the half-light, the dark areola and nipples contrast sharply. Or maybe interestinglymysterious." Ms. Rockwell gracefully sat her laptop on the sofa andstood up. "In either case, I'll need a refill. Maybe you need some wineyourself?"As Ms. Rockwell walked across the room to toward the wine table,Candice's eyes followed, and she thought, "So THAT'S what 'sashay'means! Wow!" It took all of Candice's inner strength to pry her gazeaway from her Gem's perfect posterior."No, thank you. I'll stick with tea. I have practically zero tolerancefor alcohol, and I need. "How about you Ben are you ok with being chosen as my last meal and spit roasted alive" Garry asked"hell yes Garry, I prayed when you were introduced as the class special that I would be chosen as your last meal as I can't imagine anything better than being eaten even fucked by such a gorgeous boy like you Garry" came Ben's answer."Yes" came everyone's reply in the class"Now class please undress Garry so the lesson can begin" she instructedthe students removed his sneakers, then his socks to.