It started at a Saturday night dance at the Elks. It was no special occasion, just the dance that is held every other Saturday night. My wife Amy love... to dance and is a very good dancer while I, on the other hand, have the proverbial two left feet, so I take her every other weekend and let her dance her heart out. There is no shortage of men willing to dance with her - she is drop dead gorgeous - and men seem to like her company. A friend once asked me why I allowed her to dance with all those. “Just a minute,” Leilani said to them. She turned off the main room lights so that the room was only illuminated by the bulbs around the girl’s mirrors. They could see their reflection a dozen times at different angles around the room. Leilani produced a bottle, from which she poured three glasses and handed them out. They all clinked glasses and drained them. Michelle was left with a growing sense of trepidation, wondering what Brian had planned for them. Leilani crossed to a mirror and seat. “What I said was the truth: I came to this part of the forest because I decided to take a walk... and well, I lost my way and came across the bear before I could try to make my way back. My tribe probably thinks of me as dead by now, and I should be dead, had you not found me in time.” “Aye, if I had found you just a little later, you would have bled out.” Rosalie’s eyes glittered with an unrestrained hunger upon remembering that scene; a pool of blood surrounding this handsome incubus; his. My mouth stopped moving while my lips were still squeezing around his thick cock. I knew exactly what he had in mind. "Look up at me bitch!" he ordered.As he firmly held my head in place, he gyrated his hips, thrusting his hard, manly cock deep into my mouth. He thrusted again this time harder and deeper. He kept it up, thrusting his huge cock deeper and deeper down, until it filled my mouth and throat completely. I coughed and gagged but there was nothing I could do. He wouldn't let me move my.