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This cock in my ass feels too good to be mad. And the way your hips grind that dildo into me… let me out so I can enjoy my body. My, my, Prestira. You turned into quite the anal pussy slut. I learned from the best. Prestira’s eyes quivered before coming back to life, avaricious and wild. She wrapped her hands around the elf’s head and pressed herself closer, their kiss burning with passion. The two men leaned back and drove into the women with all their might, mercilessly smashing Prestira and Yavara’s pelvises together, the dildo between them disappearing and reappearing between a blur of pale and bronze flesh. They dangled helplessly from the men as they were speared, their juices flowing down their cheeks and dripping onto the floor, their feet bouncing in the air. With a final growl, the men emptied their balls into the women, forcing their writhing figures together with a climactic thrust. Yavara and Prestira broke their kiss to scream in delight, their voices hoarse and their faces flushed, but their bodies exuberant in the dance of ecstasy. The men evacuated the women’s holes without ceremony, semen splattering onto the floorboards below gaping rectums between cruelly-spread legs. They placed their costars back on their stools, and gave each an encouraging slap on the ass. Prestira giggled and locked her fingers with Yavara. “This is so much fun!” Prestira said, her voice high with girlish excitement. “And tits there’s so many more to go!” Yavara laughed, her eyes filled with equal exuberance. Four more men walked up to me, each of them pressing forty-five gold ass pieces into my hand. “We want everything.” Prestira looked at Yavara with a broad smile, her body shaking in excitement. Yavara led her by the leash, and Prestira followed compliantly, giddy like a maiden at her first ball, save for Brunette the limp big in her step. I connected eyes with her from across the room, and her character broke for just a moment to deliver me an expression of familiar scorn. Don’t give me that look. Prestira frowned. How can I not? This is so off-brand for you I’d say you were pretending, but even you’re not that good of an actress. I have many shades, Zander. I gave her a frank look. You’re a control-freak. Always have been. Prestira returned my look with a helpless, unfettered smile. It was radiant. “Get that phone over this side son.” The older man said. Growlithe tilts his head in a questioning manner so I pussy repeat myself, but this time I stop petting him Brunette and back up a little. For the first 15 seconds it was normal. big No harm, no foul, no reason to get anyone killed.” I lose control and moan wildly with every thrust. “So, what’s your name, I know what your mate’s called and I’m Lolita.” Smiling tits broadly I suggested she came back to the stand so that I could assist her or at least give her a catalogue and a card. Mom and Dad had been crippled with grief, but I couldn’t share that grief ass with them. The water was clear, but she could only get a teasing glimpse. I slapped Susan on the arm and gave her a playful shove, "I did not . . .