“I am Osid ben Surkta, grandson of Khala al-Massad, 34th Caliph of Creight. I wish to report that I am the last living member of my family. It seems...our illustrious Caliph was killed in a rock slide earlier today. What a pity.”“So it worked as you planned, Osid?” Joseph asked when he recovered his verbal equilibrium. He had no idea that the man spoke Az, but he did – far better than Joseph spoke Trade Common, it seemed.“It worked exactly as I planned,” Osid related. “I led the group through the. I should be at Mass, by all rights, as a proper Christian girl, but here I am.“So ... how about it? Try me ... taste me. Let me taste you. Let’s find out whether I’m slut material, wife material, slut wife material, or what! Do whatever you please to me ... and let me do what I like to you ... well, no maiming or mutilation ... or snuff or scat, but you get the idea. How about it? Let’s make a sex tape together ... feel free to sell it, but I want the first copy to show Steve,” Danielle. .she gulped a mouthful, and moved over to the other squirting pecker and allowed it to spit into her gullet. The dicks were shooting steamy cum all over her face and into her mouth, and she ate it quickly, scoffing down thick globs of hot slimeShe could tell it had been some time since the two peters had been relieved...and the fact that they were unwashed made her even hotter. She orgasmed just as the finished off the huge flow of dicksnot...swallowing most of it...and as the two peters. “You’re a Damsel,” Beatrice confidently continued on, “I wonder at your ability to conceal it.”“Keeping to myself, mostly, and brash behavior diverts some attention from looks,” Monica told her, relieved to have someone she could openly talk to.Hair clean and rinsed, Monica found herself being washed by a very attentive young woman, who had herself stripped to avoid being soaked. The hands soaping Monica’s breasts felt wonderful, and when those hands shifted south, her release was sudden and.