In any case, that was the best night of rest she had had in a while. She quickly sat up, and looked at herself. She was still dressed in her rather-so...led clothes from the adventure. There was dirt in various places, and splotches of dried blood. She grimaced, and noticed that she had also stained the bed she had been sleeping in. Shrugging, she made her way out of the room. As before, an acolyte was waiting for her.The acolyte led her to a back chamber, where Tempest’s body was now laying on a. " Do you know what I found yesterday morning?" I doubt it was a package of fifties in a thick as steak two-inch package." You are right, Jeff. It was not a package of fifties. It was two small drops of custard on my gold half-square glasses. Any idea how custard got on my half-glasses. . . Jeff?" She asks as she diddles the beaded chain for her silver half-rounds and the sun streaming in through the kitchen window sparkles in those glasses and I am so fucking hard right now."Well yes, Gert, I. "Hot, salty cum exploded into her abused asshole. Abigail loved the heat. It burned inside her flesh. She shuddered as her orgasm burst hard through her. She screamed out loudly, her voice echoing through the room.Abigail twisted around and stared into the German's eyes. She wasn't sure exactly how she did it. She just focused on him, boring into his mind, into his soul. He stiffened on her, driving his still cumming cock deep into her asshole as he fell under her trance."Attack," Abigail. Diana pressed herself against my chin, my nose was buried in her ferny pussy hair.As I lapped at her, I pushed two fingers inside her cunt. I probed in and out, feeling her constrict around them as I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue.There was still a glass of tea within reach, and I pulled out an ice chip, sticking it in my mouth so the tip protruded from my lips. Diana’s reddish pussy hair glistened as I leaned forward and kissed her pussy lips with the ice. Her back arched up, but I.