Her cheeks were flush with alcohol and adrenaline and she looked so happy I felt like crying. Her soft, pouty lips glistened with the reflected light ...rom a streetlamp outside.As my mind reeled to keep pace with my aching heart, I eased my grip on the pillow.She saw the opening and seized it, yanking the pillow from my hands and hiding it behind her. Realizing that I was about to lose the game, I pounced forward to reclaim my prize.The pillow was trapped beneath her back, and she was trapped. She was about to get this terrible man's dirty old cock! She wanted to run. But she was going to take him on. Her entire rear was exposed to his attack--and his hands had captured her heaving flanks--and the thick, dripping knob of his jobber was jabbed flush against the entry to her bowels!Not in the asshole!She sobered slightly as Glover sagged his knees for a more direct aim and planted the knob of his cock in her bloated vulva. Damn you! Mavis swore silently at her pussy, don't look forward. . but he was still stroking while looking at her pussy peeking out from under her ass.I put my finger up to my lips, signaling for Scott to be quiet, and then opened her legs to show off her pussy. The same pussy she had been teasing him with earlier. He gave a slight moan as he took in her view, before I buried my face in her pussy and started eating her out. Emily did her best not to move or moan, but she couldn't help but grunt a little when I flicked her clit with my tongue. I looked up at. He could grow a beard - he was man! If he hadn't been so freaked out he might have laughed. He returned to the mirror and looked at his reflection. He was no woman. He HAD women. That's what he did. And realising magic didn't exist he decided to go out. Pulling on his briefs and jeans, then a tight T-shirt he went outside. He tried to ignore that fact he had a little more difficulty pulling his jeans up over his hips. His nipples were visible though the tight material, but he didn't care. He.