" Vantha and Rayleena didn't have to be told twice. "Open wide, sweetie," said Vantha. She promptly shoved her cock at the Enchantress' mouth. Vant...a lowered her enormous appendage, until it was pointed directly at the cringing Enchantress' mouth. The tip touched The Enchantress' lips, forcing them apart. She felt it worm its way in, forcing her jaws apart into gaping surrender, the hot length of it cramming into her mouth. It slid in, forcing its way down her gurgling throat. Vantha. Like who’s this David dude?” Carter inquired.“Ah, David,” Aron chuckled. “You made quite an impression on him over the phone. Oh, he cannot wait to meet you in person. I bet he’ll be totally smitten.”“Why, is he gay, too?” Carter asked.And the award for the most credible performance goes to... There is no such award, shut the fuck up.“Yes, he is. He runs a club, one that caters to more specific tastes,” Aron explained. “He’s a good friend. Back in the days when he was trying to lift his project. The alcohol had a soothing effect on her.It was rather warm and she opened the housecoat she was wearing to expose her body to the slight breeze that came in through the open window. She could see its contours stretching down in front of her. It was beautiful, she had to admit. The rounded peaks of her firm breasts stood up defiantly and she could look through the canyon between them down to the soft golden triangle that proved she was really a natural blonde. She was proud of it--and yet, she. The acoustics were resonant and all could hear Mistress Whip when she said. "Get up there, skankcow." I don't want too, it's going to hurt!" Pain is your life and the reason why I take care of you." I can't get any bigger," the sissy mewled. Hiss. "You can and you will, and you want it." Is there a problem, Mistress Whip?" Goddess Chanazene asked impatiently, though she didn't look impatient at all. Indeed, she looked relaxed and expectant, but something, something was off, irritating her. John.