Megan once again had been asked to join the wives in the park’s conservatory for an afternoon drink, an event that was happening with greater freque...cy and for a longer duration as the news of extractions spread around the country. The disappointment that her CAP score of four point nine had engendered had long ago given way to a mild air of desperation as she hoped to be picked up by some lucky volunteer, a hope that had no real basis in fact as far as she could tell.Just glancing around the. Using my power, I create a life-sized leather dummy, filled with sand. I give it a tail and clothe it in a filthy looking loincloth. I make it anatomically correct.Excited rage sparks in Ida’s eyes as she realises what I’ve created for her. She seems eager to start; her tail whips the air and her knuckles crack. Had I known nothing else of Corbin’s nature, Ida’s fervent need to hammer away at his likeness would be enough to tell me all I needed. And the picture it paints of him is hardly what. The David inside of her was gettinghomesick for the US. She hadn't left the Indian subcontinent in months. Sure, occasionally an ethnic Indian living in South America, East Africa,or Southeast Asia would call for her help, but there weren't very manybelievers over in the States, and they seemed content. Poor Devi wouldjust have to wait until the need for her to visit North America arose.The following day (a minute or two later for Devi, for whom time movesmuch slower than humans), she heard a. At first I felt only the pain being bend over that desk, but then quickly the pleasure of being pounded hard took over while his grunts were making me so horny, and wanting him to use me .With his hands firmly holding my ass, he pounded my pussy hard, his grunts only stopped when he said humiliating things to me and referred me as a whore. He fucked me for several minutes and then grabbing me with one hand by the back of my neck and the other still holding my ass. I was now moaning and we both.