So all she could think to do was knock. The dead thud of her fist against the door echoed across the square.There was no answer.She knocked again.Dahr... waited ten minutes.Knocked again.Fifteen minutes.Knocked again.Twenty.Tried knocking one more time.After a quarter hour had past, with no response, Dahra gave up. If there was anyone alive in there they had to be on the far side of the building, unable hear her pounding.She had to enter the guildhall uninvited. And she couldn't just portal in.. Then I wiped it off apart from the lipstick on his lips. Itlooked like he had applied it himself.I checked my look in the compact in my handbag. It was so this season.I had what they call a "kissed off" lipstick look. Marie Claire andVogue had carried articles about this look which I had read earlier.I draped myself around him again before squeezing his butt as he triedto speak to Chris, who had just come over. I was amazed and relievedthat Chris didn't recognise me as I looked over at him. Then I feel two hands spreading both cheeks of my ass away from each other, and then the head of a dick on my asshole. Melissa wants to fuck me in the ass while I’m fucking Jenny. Bitch just can’t get enough. She slides into me easily, like she’s lubed…all eight inches up my ass, and pounding me just as hard as I’m pounding Jenny. I feel that dick sliding in and out of me and it makes me harder and hornier for Jenny. “Fuck me,” I moan. “Fuck me….fuck me, Melissa…fuck me…” “Oh, Kristi…”. We had a very happy relationship, and we even got engaged. We're supposed to take the big step next Spring. Lately though, he seems to not be the same. Sex, which was never his strong point to begin with, is now even more boring and dull. And I am starting to wonder if I still love him... I'm having second thoughts about the wedding, also. So I have decided recently to reactivate my account on a well known porn platform. Why, you ask? Well, not for casual sex, but rather for a release. Be it.