"I REALLY wanna push u up against the wall(ur facing the wall) as I grab ur hair, pulling it, exposing ur neck so I can kiss suck land bite on it, whi...e im rubbing and pinching ur nipples, til i slide my hand down into ur leggings and forcefully grab ur fat, soaking wet pussy. I release ur hair and w/my left hand I pull ur leggings and panties down from behind to ur ankles. I push 2 fingers into ur wet stretched out pussy behind as u push back into my hand and rub ur clit from the front! I. There was a perfect storm of chaos and humiliation brewing for timid Tim, but as the children piled into the bus that morning, everything seemed normal. It was the calm before the storm.For years Tim had gotten his usual dose of teasing for being a loner, for mumbling at the best of times and going all red in the face when a girl addressed him. He might as well have had a bull's eye painted on his forehead or a sign on his back saying 'KICK MY ASS AND MY EGO HARD'. His nickname was 'Tim the. "Say thank you to me with my cock in your mouth."I hum thank you to him while I his glorious BBC in throat fucking me. For over 50 minutes I am giving my Black King oral pleassure. I lick his entire cock as if It's a lolly pop. His balls have my entire DNA planted on them. He softly pushes my face off of his dick and starts walking backwards. He demands that I follow him on my knees. I start crawling like a little kitty cat as I follow his huge BBC that is in front of me, almost as if his cock. She said The Devout would sooner spit on us than give a care, and that said nothing good about their Holy One. The old gods… well. Mother said that father died for the old gods. So she had nothing good to say about them.” “Died for the old gods how?” Rael asked gently. His hands rubbed slowly along her arms. Silmaria wondered if he was aware he was even doing it. She doubted it. “She wouldn’t say. She never talked about how he died. I have no idea how he would have died for the old gods. Part.