They'd better not stay like that. Edgar liked his girls to flaunt a bit of raunch. Nothing put the oomph in an orgy like a filthy, uninhibited whore. ...his wasn't a church social he was running here.His worries were unfounded. The girls mingled amongst his guests and it wasn't long before they were naked and gobbling dicks with a gusto that took even some of his more depraved guests by surprise.Edgar looked over the degenerating party and smiled. Lun Po, my man, you are a master, he thought. He. "Yes but," Weasley interjected."Then you thread the fishing line through the hole in the spike," I says, "And pull it back out which pulls the string attached to the fishing line through." I explained, " and then you tie the fishing line to the string and that pulls the thicker string through and that pulls the rope." "Are you all right Mr Weasley?" the Judge asked, "You look ill?" I'm sorry my Lord, a minute please." Weasley said."Mr Memphis for the defence, have you anything to add in cross. “Put your mouth around my cock and those damn hands on the back of your head! NOW!” I demanded.Alissa looked at me, terrified, one of her hands on her face, over the place I had hit. Then, it was like something had clicked inside her head. She was still crying, her face was still really red, but she engulfed my cock with her mouth as deeply as she could, even after she started choking again. Then, the young girl put her hands where I told her, out of the way, and she waited patiently with her. She wasn’t ugly or anything of the sort. She just did everything wrong if she was trying to look pretty. She had auburn, almost red, hair that she kept relatively short, above the shoulders, and probably never really maintained, it was always curling all over the place. She wore these large, thick, aviator shaped glasses, and had a horse's mouth with large yellowing teeth.Even her name sounded old timey, like a school librarian: Elizabeth. Not Liz, or Lisa, or even Beth. Elizabeth.Honestly.