But the infiltratorwasn't interested in any of them. Her eyes scanned the crowd until theysettled on a flash of pale skin and gold hair.The blood elf ...oman was sipping from a tall glass of scarlet wine at thebar, laughing at something that the bartender had said. Her willowy,graceful build, waterfall of golden hair and fine features stood outstarkly from the rest of the crowd. The fact that she was dressed in anelegant crimson and gold robe with generous cleavage only enhanced herbeauty. Syran. It grew as she nursed it, until it stuck straight out, arching up like a huge meat hook.Annette turned to face away. She bent deeply at the waist, raising up on her toes a little, and backing onto the now ten inch cock.In front of her another anonymous cock waited. She took this in her mouth as a way of stifling any screams that might come as a result of her deflowering.The cock behind her started into her hole, stretching her, filling her. It encountered the flower of her virginity, and. ”“Do you think you can go inside again, but not cum right away?”“I’ll try,” I said. “It is the best physical sensation of my entire life.”She smiled at me for saying that. I wonder ... I wonder if I’m falling in love with my sister.She took hold of me again, and put me at the entrance to her pussy and asked me to go slower this time.I did as she had asked, and she flipped us around and she was on top of me and we were still connected. Cool trick.The sensation was different with her on top and I. As I ran my hand over the surface of the door it felt unreasonably smooth like a fine finished piece of furniture. I swung the door open wide and could hear the voices quite clearly then but could not make out what was being said. As we stepped through the door there was a bright blinding flash of light accompanied by a rush of air. I reached up to secure my hat and felt something metal. I removed it from my head and saw that I had been wearing a gold crown. I looked over at Grace and she also.