"mac Fergus, I should have waited man, should have waited for you as you asked," his voice rasped."Do not strain yourself so my Lord King." Scott repl...ed.The King ignored him; anxious it seemed to speak."Should have waited, thought Oengus and I could handle it, but didn't have your tricks. They used your own device against us, jars of oil, set my boats on fire. What a sorry state this Dalriada is in now."He broke off as a series of coughs shook his frame."Oengus dead, neither he nor I have an. I stood there for some time admiring her body. I saw how she rubbed her clitoris in a round motion.Her expressions were indeed exciting. With her eyeballs rolling in pleasure, shivering thighs, dripping pussy, lower lips being bitten ruining her lipstick. This was along with the humping action. Then I heard some footsteps. So I hurriedly entered the room and closed the door from inside.On seeing me, she lowered her saree controlling her emotions. She dropped my phone on the floor and her pussy. ?Don’t,? she protested weakly, still under the influence of the drug. I took advantage of the remaining moments of her disorientation to rip her panties away, revealing a shaved pubic mound. ?No!? she screamed, the drug having fully worn off, ?don’t do that!?I stepped back and just looked at her for a moment. She curled her legs up, concealing her pussy, and eyed me suspiciously. I fished the incantation, which I had jotted down on a piece of scrap paper, from my pocket along with a Swiss-army. She slid up and down as Sharon held her hand steady. “Fuck me harder,” Sharon encouraged with a soft whisper. Tasha increased her pace, slamming her clit against Sharon’s palm, juices lubricated and squished as her breath became heavy and ragged. Sharon smiled, “Yes, make that pussy all good and wet for me.” Sharon began thrusting her fingers to meet her movements, curving upward to press against that glorious spot, finger fucking her hard and deep until she felt the pulsating rush of Tasha’s.