She doesn’t like to share with us mortals,” I said with a laugh.“I know, she can be such a slut like that,” Bitsy said with a laugh of her own... “I’ll give you a call when all the police departments have been checked.”“Why not meet me for a drink after work, and fill me in. You name the place,” I suggested.The place was Lamar’s Sports bar. She even gave me the address. She set the time at five thirty.“Oh,” she said. “They have outdoor tables, so you can bring Tiger. We can drink wine and feed. She felt as if her peak was only a milli-second away. If only they didn't stop... no... didn't stop... She buffeted her hot young cunt up into Handsome's snout hungrily, tears of frustration running down her passion-inflamed cheeks. Oh God, she thought, hopelessly enslaved as they had said she would be, I am their slave. They can do what they want with me. I don't care! I love it, love it! It's like dying. Oh Christ!Ellen's sex-drugged body was writhing out of control, her eyes glazed and smoky. I like holding it out in front of me and looking just nowhere in particular. Don’t laugh! I don’t know, it’s just how I put my energy out there. Like, “Look at me!” Maybe guys start thinking in pointy shapes when that happens. Who knows?!Before I went for a drink, I freshened up. I was ready for someone to pay attention to me. It’s harder to meet people on the slope, but with a martini in your hand, that makes it easier.I do wear a ring - it’s mostly for Mason - but I make it clear I’m. As she looked in the mirror, she began to see herself as other people did and it really turned her on. Dry now, she mover her hands over her tits and down to the neatly trimmed little cunt. Dipping two fingers into her now wet twat, her hips began thrusting back and forth in a fucking motion. Feeling very raunchy now, Tina brought the two fingers to her mouth and sucked them in. "Ummmmmmm" she murmured. She loved the taste of her pussy and wished the human body was built in a way that she.