There were two hundred of us going on the first trip. It would take at least a month to get there, with a few stops along the way. Fifty percent of us...were not from Addison and had to go through a two month survival class in the forest here. That had earned me Siren, an adolescent griffin that seemed to like to sing or hum.I looked at the eighteen year old girl from Settlement. She had been watching me and staying close since the class. She had bonded another griffin from a different nest. I. All in all, one fucking horny bitch. Then with a bang, it was back to reality. Why the hell did I take that barmen's job? I really hadn’t fancied going back out again tonight, not now. Sighing I headed for the sofa. My flatmate, landlord, benefactor, take your pick, would be back from work soon. He kind of knows about my passion, it would be difficult for him not to as he had unexpectedly gone down the washing machine one evening, but he had never seen me dressed and I had no intention of. ” He smiled like a devil.Mr.Sharma pushed me onto my back on the bed. Then he began rubbing his cock on my pussy. Then his buttocks flexed slowly and his hips swung forward. His cock-head squeezed between my cunt-lips, and burst into my body. I cried out wanting to shut out his cock from my pussy. My pussy was only for my Rohith and now it is being invaded by another man’s penis. I cried, I cried, I cried.Mr.Sharma chuckled softly and eased his hips forward and down. His cock disappeared into. Part was the threat of harm to Tom, but it was more than that. This man had power in his eyes, in his manner, an assurance that instantly rendered her afraid, compliant, unable to resist.He looked to her blouse."No, please," she begged."Oh, but yes, Miranda. Show us what you have hidden beneath."Miranda, don't do it!" Tom shouted nearly in tears himself."Listening to him will make you a widow," said Vasquez with that emotionless voice which told her he was deadly serious.Slowly, falteringly,.