Let us start having dinnerPrem placed the camera in a desk such that it till covers Amudha's body. We all started having dinner. Mom was left as such....She was lying on her back with her legs on the table in bent position with her knees up. We all took food in our plates and stood around her. Chris took a chicken leg piece which was filled with hot masala. He stretched it near mom's mouth and asked her to eat it.Amudha : No. I am a brahmin. I dont eat non vegetarian foodChris : You are a whore. Wearily she looked around and realised Iliafray had moved and was now kneeling next to her and that more time than she thought must have passed as both of them were dry although the stink of the Orc’s persisted. Looking past Iliafray she saw something large black and predatory move past , she would have turned quicky to try and get a better look but Iliafray’s hand stopped her motion as she whispered “Hunting Panther’s , don’t move quickly or they might attack. They have been let loose in here. Grasping my shaft she licked the head lick a lollipop. Slowly letting it pass through her lips she began taking more and more of my cock. Placing both hands by my side she was taking it all in, pressing her noise into my pelvis. My head was spinning and she was about to push me over the edge. Once again I find my self in and embrace as we kissed breaking away long enough to ask if I had a condom. I grabbed a condom as she laid back on the bed, presenting herself to me. I climbed in between her. The hair there was bleached and dyed a fiery red. The staff lined up and Miss Susan had me kiss their asses. Throwing the coat over my shoulders again, She led me back to the limo. Three minutes later it stopped in another alley and I followed Miss Susan into the shop. In the tattoo parlor, Miss Susan was welcomed by a short bald man. Master Bob was no more than five foot 6 inches tall and weighed maybe 190 pounds. He was wearing Levis, a dirty t-shirt, a leather vest and biker boots. I was.
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