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Ten dwarves pressed ten gold pieces into my hand each. “You fuckers are so goddamn cheap.” Brock grunted as they formed two single-file lines in front of the women. The dwarves’ members reflected their stature, and what the patrons lacked in length, they made up for in girth. Yavara and Prestira struggled to wrap amateur their lips around the men, turning their pristine faces into hollow-cheeked ovals stuffed with meat. But they managed. One after the other, the women took the short-statured men, delighting in the variety afforded to them. Prestira was more efficient than Yavara, and her line grew shorter as her belly distended with fullness. “You need to catch up, Big Tits Trisha .” Prestira teased, wrapping her fingers around another dwarf. Yavara’s eyes rolled hedonistically as her man groaned, a few drips of his cum descending from her nostrils. “I like to savor my food when I eat it, Prestira .” She smiled back at Prestira, who laughed at the portrait Yavara presented. But Yavara accepted Prestira’s challenge, and as the day went on, they indulged gluttonously in the competition. Man after man, they took, sometimes one at a time, sometimes several. Even a few ambitious female patrons sought to steal a bit of attention for themselves. They strutted to the bar full of bravado and cheer, heedless of the predatory grins Prestira and Yavara shared. The ambitious women were left lying in puddles of their oral own making, almost as humiliated as they were satisfied. Almost, for any shame they bore was overshadowed by the stupid grins stretched across their faces. I watched the spectacle with a frustrated erection as my pockets weighed down with coin. Daylight faded, the crowd thinned, and the overwhelming stench of sex grew heavier in the air. By closing time, there was only one patron left in the bar, and she seemed more interested in her drink than the spectacle that laid before her. “Mmmm, I don’t think this is ever mature going back to normal, Trisha.” Prestira moaned as she prodded Yavara’s rosebud anus with her tongue, “I’ve never seen an asshole turned inside out like this before; does it feel good when I lick it?” “So good.” Yavara groaned, her head resting on the back of her hands. “You were so amazing today, Prestira. Would he do it to her? I use another spell to help the captives navigate safely across the border. The phone on the table buzzed and the receptionist announced that the DEA folks are here, and the Homeland Security group was also here and that we might want to move to a larger conference room. In fact these glances were actually focused oral on what I had first believed to be vents in the ceiling and walls. There’s a thump and a plume of smoke a short way off. Though we still mourn the mature passing of my father we must remember that while alive he had a dream, and that his dream… was made reality.” As The Master spoke Ona was slowly leading the new girl around the amphitheater, her body exposed to their gaze. What is she talking about? "No way girls . . . Well, one down, one to go, I bitterly thought to myself as my house came into view quite a few minutes later. I grinned. “Well, what have we got here?” The rush I feel as I push her past another barrier is very intense. “First time?” she asked. Rohit found himself getting harder. I had to turn away from amateur any classmates in my line of sight. “Good morning, Glen,” said the receptionist. My cock grew rapidly as she pulled on it then when it was ready April rolled up on me, spread her legs across my thighs and pressed my erection into her. Maybe if she kept her nightie on it would be ok. I gently slid down his foreskin, revealing its soft pink head, from which a tiny drop of pre-cum oozed and fell into the hairs of his soft treasure-trail. “You’re lucky I didn’t.” But I couldn't afford to leave him alive now. There was only one final hope, the mobile army Big Tits coming up the I-95.