While she was somewhat aroused by being taken this way, so often and by so many, her physical pleasure was muted, and any sort of release — at least...for her — seemed distant beyond capture. I’m just a vessel for their pleasure. That should bother me, but it doesn’t. How strange.She tried concentrating on variations between the men’s cocks, at least to the extent she could interpret them through the grip of her anal canal, but she found that it didn’t seem to matter. Thin or wide (save for a few. He brought his gun with a full basic load, but when that sexy naked kid sucked his gun off with her mother yelling at her to stop doing that to her husband, he knew the war was a hopeless cause, a battle of attrition.He sat there and pumped the enemy full of cum. That'll show 'em, and she got grounded for life again. In response, her mother got a very nasty kiss, apparently French and vulgar. Greg thought Debbie swallowed his load, evidently not - not by the look on the Supreme Allied. I looked at Jill watching us and she had this great big smile on her face. She then said, "Jack, I think Angel here has got into the swing of things already, what do you think?" Jack just stood there and Jill said "Jack, Jack, Jack!" getting louder each time. Finally Jack turned his head to Jill and said, "Ah, what did you say, dear?" Jill said, "I said I think Angel here will fit right in. What do you think?"Jack looked at her and said, "Yeah, sure, I think she will do just fine. Excuse me, I. Sutton. Some Rights Reserved via Creative Commons BY-SA-NC Copyleft Terms. See details at the end of this tale for more info. On the peaceful shores of the lagoon, a lone, small figure stood upon the warm sands. Clad in naught but the light of the perpetual day here in the Beastlands, Frelic awaited the arrival of his otherworldly teacher. This inner world had remained unchanged since his last visit two years ago, when at the tender age of 11, the young Moors Elf was brought here to bond.