Now, I have a class to teach, so you better go." "Bye professor." And Michael left, closing the door behind him, not caring that Ms. Davies class could see her pussy juice on his chin. Chapter Twenty-Seven TITUS The sinking sun cast the sky in crimson, illuminating the thick fog of the marshlands in ethereal red, the helms of the Highland army barely glinting through the haze. I watched it through the silk fabric of my indian mask, the rest of my body submerged in a murky pool. Topographically, this part of the Highlands was not part of the ‘high lands,’ for it was flat marsh without so much as a tree stump to raise the elevation. The border was drawn after the collapse of Alkandra to ensure that no army from the Tundra could surge into the Highland kingdom without first wading through thirty miles of treacherous bogs and swamp. It worked both ways though, for while one could almost see Glacier Lake from feet this distance, the elven army was still ten days away. Ten miserable days of wet clothes, unsure footing, squelching boots and rot. Not to mention the parasites. The marshlands were home to the worst flesh-eaters on Tenvalia; mosquitoes, leaches, flies, spiders, snakes, and oh yes, now vampires as well. The sun crested the western hills behind us, casting a long shadow over the army. “Father?” Ivanka asked beside me. “Yes Dear?” I responded. “Is it time?” Tiffany asked from my other side, glancing at what I was doing, “Who’s your new friend?” I stroked the carapace of the foot-long centipede, admiring the size of her mandibles, the clear poison dripping from the scarlet points. Her bite was said to be the most painful in the world, and one of the deadliest. Necrosis would occur within an hour of injection, and if Non Nude the affected skin was not extracted in time, it would be carried into an artery, and the worst death imaginable would ensue. She crawled up my arm, her hundred little legs stabbing pleasantly into my skin, her antennae seeking, her mandibles clicking. She sat on the edge of the table, spread her legs, hands behind her and waited as he pulled a bag from the side of the table. After hours of fucking, the Slut Candy was wearing off. “My car has a slow leak in the right front tire, I don’t want it to go flat somewhere.” Her legs toward the boat former a V catching the water between her legs. Her flowing see through nightgown that barely hid her breasts with a solid upper fabric. No more!" I felt my cock hardening and I tried to hide it. And then he helped fix the door for feet the evening and Maxine and her young sister, Irene took him in hand and led him to the bed. It was very dark outside and the crickets were in full voice…no moon and secluded. [You have done much to free them and us from the clutches of IP. You. He let her up again and she coughed because her throat was getting full of cum. Rekha felt a certain degree of emptiness in her privates but she knew she would be filled up soon. Uncle Jerry was Alicia’s father’s oldest brother, being 58. “Yup”. People were moving about the worship hall, indian threading through pews, talking and catching up. She could feel his dick flex inside her, and wondered if he was doing that deliberately to hold on as long as possible, which seemed confirmed by the urgency in his voice as he asked “Should I…?” I don't know why I had to asked since she is always ready to shopping. I pointed to the doll she had just set down. Grace turned onto 95 N, sped up to join the flow of traffic and merged to the middle lane. My next two hours are hell. As I had my back to everyone I loosened Non Nude my sash a little more on my robe. Miya had always avoided them, self conscious of her tomboyish body. Madison breaks out kiss and moves the bed sheets out of the way to begin sucking my cock. Oh my God! Right there in the store.” “And you can play with your new sister,” I told her as we rounded the corner. “I’ll make the reservation for Thursday. “Watch out, it’s probably pretty shaken up.” Alan told me when handing me a fresh beer from his saddle bag when we stopped to let the horses drink from a small stream. “It’s you daddy; and those boys looking at me, I can’t help it.” I rummaged in the seat back in front of me and pulled out the packs of photos that Natalie had developed for us as an early wedding present. Master Mark was in his armchair watching porn in the living room his mother/slave Joyce Evans was on her knees , she was dressed in bondage wear today , she had on her dog-collar , leash & spiked heels Just yesterday she had gone to the beauty parlor and changed her hair-colour to ginger blonde , Mark wanted her too . Joyce had her mouth stuffed full of Mark's penis , it was early afternoon & her 38dd natural tits where just dangling slightly sagging due to her age ,Mark had titfucked earlier & now he she expected he would soon douse her face & breasts with his jism . Joyce was now a no gag cocksucker abd Mark used her often , later this week , Saturday night , had told his folks to organize their monthly swingers party. I fucked into her cunt. “Well don’t keep me waiting lass.” "I... I snapped out of it sharply, trying to discern the source of the floating voice.