"Are you ready for my dick, bitch…?”"Yes, please…fuck me!" I murmured breathlessly. I spread my buttocks up as much as possible, knowing that Da...on's cock was so thick. I was sure it was going to hurt; but Jerome had stretched me enough a while ago…I sensed Davon getting onto the bed behind me.Soon, his cockhead pressed at my asshole and he grabbed my hips firmly with his hands. He then began slowly to push it in me. I relaxed my anal muscles, trying to help him slide in. I let out a moan and a. Her mother allowed her two glasses of the rum-laced holiday drink so she got drunk herself. She said good night and left the lovers, saying she had to go to bed before Santa came. She crept to her mother’s room and sat in the closet surrounded by dresses and shoes. The closet door was slatted for ventilation so she had a clear view of the queen-sized bed that dominated the room. She didn't have to wait long, her mother and he came into the room, still laughing, still teasing. The woman. She might be a slut and I might be her lover." My dear sir," I said strongly. "You shouldn't refer to your wife by that pejorative." Thank you for coming to my defense, but the word certainly applies to me," Mrs. Holmes said. "Doctor Watson, can you help us?" How, Mrs. Holmes? How?" I asked, for they had taken me off guard and I was befuddled by the entire conversation."By coming to visit with him, and talking to him, and doing what else you think is necessary. Your visit might well find the. He was a rich arrogant playboy prick whoexpected me to let him screw me just because of who he was.I knew that the council would have to investigate and verify my story.When they sent an investigator to check out Frederick Carstairs they'dfind him full of magic but appearing to be hiding it. I'd even programmeda few defensive spells that would be triggered when they tried to bringhim in front of the council.He'd resist and protest his innocence and do it quite well and with adegree of arrogance.