The feeling expanded, rushing into my abdomen, scorching into my chest, leaving me breathless, gasping, trying to find a voice that was no longer there. It compelled me to move, to shift, to clench. My bangla body tensed as the feeling built and built, ballooning from the center of my defilement and radiating its electric pleasure into every extremity that bore nerves. It roiled through me until I could take no more, and then it burst. The cathartic release washed over me, and my scream sung out high and clear as my back wrenched into an arch that touched my shoulders to one man, and my navel to the next. I bent myself backward in the wake of my euphoria, and I squirted the final note to my debauched symphony. The orcs erupted into my depths, sending their viscous lava into the ruined caverns of my body. It seeped into my colon, and burned its wonderful heat into my open womb. “Holy. Fucking. Shit!” I stammered when language reentered my brain. They pulled out of me, and my ass prolapsed in a wonderfully exhausted ruin. My pussy didn’t fare much better, but at least it stayed inside me. Hot, white seed leaked from my violated holes, and dripped freely from my body, and onto the floor below. Sara helpfully pushed my ass back inside me, and a shiver of residual pleasure shot up my spine. I turned to her, matching her gaze. Then, I was kissed by another woman for the first time in my life. Sara’s lips were sweet and indian lush, and her Bhabhi tongue was gentle and playful. I found my eyes drooping in bliss, and my hand entangling in her platinum strands. As I drank the woman in, my mind drifted, and for some reason, my thoughts went to Julia. JULIA A single, blue flame danced in the palm of my hand. I focused on it, trying to keep it small and manageable, trying to keep my emotions in check. I was a devout servant of the Holy Mother, but that was only half the reason I was a nun. Nuns live a sanguine life of moderation, nuns live a life of humble service, nuns live a life without passion or lust. Nuns experience neither extreme pleasure, nor extreme stress; perfect for a Creator in denial. The flame dwindled in my palm, becoming a sapphire ember. Terondia was a place of terror and anger, and would test the limits of my resolve. I had avoided traveling into the keep, but I was still just a few footfalls from the heart of the beast. There was something I’d been avoiding that I could no longer. I would have devor to face it now, lest it consume me at a dangerous time, and dangerous times were upon me. I took a deep breath, and the flame became nothing but a spark. Daddy’s screaming at Mommy. She did something bad, but I don’t know what. I run to them, trying to get them to step yelling. Daddy pushes me aside, and Mommy screams at him. He hits her. She falls to the ground in a flail of crimson hair. He’s screaming at her, and she’s crying, sobbing on the floor, saying she’s sorry. He kicks her, still screaming, his face as red as his hair, his eyes bulging. She’s shrieking on the floor, curling up, trying to protect herself, but he just keeps kicking! "I'm not sure Tulip Productions is the right fit for Jaxson Inc. I do realize that it had tremendous value and with the right person at the helm, it could quite possibly vault into a top company in the industry," I say to her. As their hands continued to roam my ass and spread the bubble butt cheeks. I knew he saw me as I watched where his bangla eyes were looking. “Probably a good idea,” she Bhabhi says. The football team glared at me. Many of them were getting flak, too, for helping me bully Paloma. He came into the studio he wearing nothing but indian a very tiny black g-string with a huge bulge showing. His cloud of unruly white hair glowed like fire when he entered the light. He slid down into my crack and found my asshole. As the sun rose, frustration replaced fear. "Ok. We will both go then." Bob came to the door and I handed him the sorted forms, harassment claim protection, and confidentiality, and returned to the meeting. As the crowed cheered Newlyn asked his little sister, "that was hot as hell! Then his hand grabbed the back of my head. Wait… is that a shackle. "Balls" are another name for guy's testicles. “Good.” I moaned. He feared this would be the end. “And me, do I make you happy?” Instead of pulling back, he buried his face deeper and sucked my ejaculating liquid into his mouth. This is the reason I kept cancelling on you. "And you like it, why" she asked? I felt the back of my head hit the wall, followed my a flood of pain coming from my nose. Seeing me and smelling my sex made him walk over behind me, and devor stick his nose against my ass. “And wash your hair,” Warrick chuckled. Jeff kissed his dead wife on the lips and nipples and patted her crotch and exclaimed "baby, this will be your best performance". "Let me see if you can see Jenny," and he pushed the young girl down on to her knees. “Now you’re the one putting nasty pictures in my head! Eva sucked tenderly at the cock that had pissed on her until he gasped and his sperm flooded out. His ex-wife had been attractive but this one put her to shame. My pussy felt so juicy.