The infamous tongue twister, put into work, I was tongue fucking her. Her voice was all over the place, moaning in the pleasure. Her ooohs and aahs we...e casting a spell over my penis. Her vagina, shaved clean, the unexplored territory was drenched in her juices. Her juices felt yummier than anything in the world. With my senses out of my control, it was time to let the sergeant out. I took off my pants, she clearly noticed the bulge in my underwear. I took off my underwear off and held her. "Can we sit here?"Samantha hesitated, searching their faces for what the joke was. Mignon was the head cheerleader and vice president of the student council. A buxom blonde with a petite frame just made for wearing a short skirt imprinted with school colors, she radiated an air of smug superiority. Alexandria - who shunned the natural nickname of Alex - was her trusty sidekick. She was an equally beautiful brunette with small, aristocratic breasts and the sort of legs men dreamed about at. If you’re not careful, you’ll get a mouthful of piss!” I cautioned Melanie, who just winked and kept sucking me.“Damn it, Mel, if you don’t stop this, I AM GOING TO PISS DOWN YOUR THROAT! I don’t have much time left ... my damn bladder is about to burst!” I told my fiancee.She simply licked the slit of my cock and caused me to shoot out a stream of hot piss directly into her mouth. She held on for dear life, didn’t gag, just took the whole stream that followed down her gullet and swallowed. “Walls you declared unnecessary, having assured us Beog had won,” Karkol mocked him.“Was I not to believe him?” Ambost asked as if astonished.“I stopped believing him when he more or less proved he wasn’t all powerful, all seeing or all knowing, several decades ago in fact. Oddly enough it didn’t seem to bother him when I drew upon his power,” Karkol shrugged.“Again you blaspheme our god!” Ambost screeched.“Our dead god,” Karkol corrected him.“Beog is not dead!”“Where is he then? On an extended.