” I said, looking at him over my shoulder“Oh, I know,” he said, giving me a quick kiss. “But I also know how those two can be, and I wouldn’... be a good friend if I didn’t give you a head’s up. They can be very competitive when pursuing a person they both like. Guy or girl.”I let that warning churn over in my brain as we headed out, to Lucien’s party.You could hear the music from the street as we walked up the brick-lined walkway, leading to a two-story house. People were hanging out on the. Her tight cunt stretched around the entire length of his thick cock as she moaned pleasurably. 
She rode him for several minutes before her tight trembling pink hole could no longer endure his huge cock.
“Fuck I’m cumming!,” she screamed as she reached a massive climax, forcefully pushing his dick out of her hole as she violently orgasmed, squirting her sweet juices from her soaking wet vagina. Marcia, breathlessly collapsed onto the bed beside Greg, as he lay covered in her hot pussy juices.. Who the hell thought these things were a good idea? She thought as she unloaded into the creature. It gave one more attempt to swipe at her before it reached a lethal limit for lead and fell down.Cautiously, she approached the creature and prodded it with her foot. As a farewell gift, it exploded. A rain of grey and tan matter thoroughly coated the area and the unfortunate Sheva.“Ick.” The beautiful woman said as she wiped the gunk off her.“Status report.” Her radio squawked at her.“Target is. I have plenty of time but this is stupid. I want to look my best. I want to feel my best too, and that means sexy underneath my clothes too. But if either of my stockings are creased I will spend the whole evening worried I will be looking like bruised fruit on a supermarket shelf rather than first choice. I blame my ex husband for this, it’s definitely his fault. I wouldn’t need to be going out looking ‘my best’ if it weren’t for him showing up.For years we were married; happily I thought. We.