Very upscale and chic. Only thing is, I don’t have a candle. The game would be won by the first slut to bring me a candle. Not too difficult, right?...��Both girls warily shook their heads. “I didn’t hear you. The rule is to attempt to verbally answer my questions unless it’s not possible to do so.”“Whoatstssss” they both said, proving that they couldn’t actually speak.They both knew that they weren’t all that well-liked around the complex. I could see the wheels turning in Cherry’s head. Her. Something about it has always been extremely unusual, ever since you hit puberty. You aren’t precisely compatible with other humans. That is to say, you can fuck them, but it tends to end badly for everyone involved. You don’t know whether or not it could kill someone, but it’s crossed your mind, and so you’ve forced yourself to hold back. After all, it’s a small price to pay to be stuck whacking it as long as everyone stays safe and secure.Except, this morning, you woke up to an unusual text. ”Her ears perked up. “The most important job?” she asked with a joyous grin.“You’ll be the one to mash them.” I handed her the potato masher, which she received like it was Excalibur. “You’re going to turn them into mush. You have more than enough energy for that.”“Yes, Master!”It was dark out, the sun having long since set this deep into autumn. It was just about time for dinner, and the kitchen was echoing with the sound of meat being cut, potatoes being pulverized, and stomachs growling. I. I licked for about 10 minutes and made her panty wet with my saliva. Slowly I started to remove her panty and there the glorious hole was in front of my eyes with a moderate hair. I ran my hands through her pussy hair and pressed my face to her swollen pussy. I parted her pussy lips with my fingers and inserted my tongue deep into the hole touching her seed and started licking eating her hole. The tasted of her cum mixed with blood was so erotic and so fermented that I had eaten her pussy for.