“Have you worked out what Michael has we both want Marcel?,” Stephen teases as my cock responds.“His big cock?,” Marcel stammers as he ogles m... thick almost fully erect cock.“Would you like to remove Storm’s gown for us Marcel? She used to be a showgirl in Vegas.” Again his hands are trembling as he stands behind Storm and removes her gown. “Can you guess why she was such a hit in Vegas, Marcel?“Have you ever seen such a magnificent ass? Forty-three inches, highlighted my that tiny black. Building a life was a nuisance waiting to happen but I found a nice body I could work with. The owner did not seem to like it as he was in the process of jumping in front of a train when I found it.I stopped him and took over his mind, sending his soul on cleanly. Really, it was a service on society. Instead of having to clean up whatever would have been left after meeting an express train, consoling the engineer after seeing what was about to happen and losing a member of society, they got me.. I quickly followed her, sitting on my knees with her feet between my knees. I placed my hands on her knees and looked down at her. She smiled at me and bit her bottom lip. I started to run my hands up and down her thighs. As I did, my hands moved from the front of her thighs to the inside of her thighs, forcing her legs to separate. After several strokes, I reached between my knees and grabbed her feet and moved them apart so they were on either side of me. I quickly laid down between her. Each one of them was ready for a fight, or something more animal than that. They were ready for a hunt.Maria was in her white, old fashioned dress, as usual. Damien wore his Invictus suit. The werewolves, on the other hand, were dressed like a bunch of Carthians, jeans and t-shirts everywhere. It was a little insulting, honestly, considering who Maria was, and that they were currently underneath the Grand Cathedral of Dolareido.“Explain yourselves,” Maria said, the cold bite of her words enough.