” “I haven’t gone near someone your age in about twelve years so an eighteenth party is a first.” “Normally bachelorette parties is it?” �...�Usually,” Tom shrugged, “A party is a party anyway. Are you the birthday girl then?” “Yes, I’m Seline by the way.” “Tom, happy birthday.” “Thank you.” Seline let her eyes appreciate the handsome face, broad shoulders and muscular build she knew lay beneath his clothes. Having found his webpage while musing ideas for her coming –of-age party, she had enjoyed. It didn't seem a contradiction that I could casually screw two strangers and not feel as if I'd betrayed her. It was impossible for me to explain to myself just how I could feel such warmth and affection for Lena while I was also content to screw others behind her back. Why didn't I feel guilty? Did I see it just as experimentation rather than infidelity? God only knew what I felt.My thoughts of Lena reminded me to check my mobile phone, it'd been switched off all morning. Now I saw that there. Today was different. My a****l lust was uncontrollable and I licked the leaking pre-cum from his throbbing cock head and took him fully in my mouth. I almost gagged as he pushed as deep as it would go into my throat. I could feel my eyes rolling back as a feeling of contentment and peace came over me. Although, we were not in ideal conditions, I knew this is what I was born to do…I was a filthy cock sucker and I would do anything or put myself in any compromising condition so I could suck a. She planted a suggestion in the Queen’s mind that she wanted to talk to three whores. Ser Davos was instructed where to find them by the Red Witch’s magical suggestion.“Ugh, if that imp tries to butt fuck me one my time I am going to bash HIS brain in with a Candlebra one more time,” Sabina walked into the room where the Queen was unconscious. She appeared to be a young teen, but she was older than Melisandre and one of her many lovers. The two were both powerful Witches kept alive by the.