She doesn’t get to sleep with us. You ... We both need to do everything in our power to make her one with the two of us. To do that, she needs to be...one with you.”My painting had changed. I was no longer slopping poster paint on paper. There was a canvas board on my easel and I’d been working with acrylics. I was beginning to understand what Ms. Clayborn said about the poster paints being my sketchbook. I was feeling the paint move into the fibers of the canvas as something deeper and truer. “Are you having fun tormenting the poor man?”“Yes. Do you like the fact that he can see my nipples?”“He can look all he likes but you are mine and I intend to have you full of my cock before the night is through.”“Oh, it's making me so wet knowing that others can see me and that it will be your cock filling my mouth and pussy later.”Dave was now the one struggling to readjust himself while Brittany laughed at his obvious discomfort. Over at the table to Brittany’s right, the woman was looking. .Is there someone with a flashlight behind me?" Titus turned to see the source of the white light that suddenly had sprung up behind him.As he did, Titus heard what sounded like harp music, and saw an angelic figure clothed in samite robes. It spoke in an unearthly voice, like an entire choir at once. "Come, mortal." It gestured to a doorway in the brick wall that had never been there before."Great, I died and I didn't even notice." Shrugging, Titus walked through the door.The harp music was. The man started to feel ready to come himself and tired from all intense fucking so he let his dick slide out of her very warm and wet and sperm covered pussy slowly, as her lips tried to grip it and followed its movement but after a while it came out and her pussys lips went back to normal place as chunks of sperm dripped down from the pussy down between her legs, very visible against her black and shiny skin..The queen looked at him and wondered if he was done or what now? Hoping for more.The.