I love being with you and... you know... but I like being fucked. Hard. He's good at fucking. Not a kind fucker. A bastard fucker. But that's good. I ...hink. But I don't really think anything of him apart from that. Just lucky to have found someone. I guess he's crazy too. I wonder what he spends his days doing?Porn. She says. All day. Whenever he can. Or paying sluts for sex. Or ogling students. Dreaming. I guess we are perfect for him. Toys he can play with. No strings attached.Unless he's. "How do you know that you don't? Have you ever tried to communicate with a cow and ask what it thought about being slaughtered?" asked the Drake."It doesn't matter what you say you're not destroying this egg," said Dusty as a sense of protection filled him again.The Drake looked at them for a split second and slightly opened it mouth.Suddenly Kat screamed "DRAGON FIRE" and Dusty then noticed the flames licking around in its mouth. He hadn't been paying attention and almost missed it.As an after. The pleasure was intense. His expert mouth gliding up and down my shaft, with his tongue swirling around my cock head. I then feel his finger start to rub my rose bud, I lift a leg up so that he can have better access to it. He has me turn around and bend over then I feel his expert tong on my rose bud trying to get as deep as he can. (I love getting my salad tossed). As Mark is trying to get into my ass, he grabs my cock and proceeds to start a nice slow stroking, god I was in heaven. (I’m. Did you sleep well?’ ‘I slept great. Someone wore me out.’ Charles grinned. ‘Who could that have been?’ ‘I don’t know.’ I snuggled against him. ‘Some sexy trucker I spent the night with last night.’ ‘Oh? Was he any good?’ ‘He was amazing.’ ‘So were you.’ He kissed the top of my head. ‘I want you to know, I wasn’t expecting this to happen. I thought we’d just go to the party and maybe spend a little time here, but I didn’t think it would end up the way it did.’ ‘Are you complaining?’ I held my.