Prestira closed the door behind us, the pov roaring sound of the bar muting with the pull of the latch. Yavara plopped onto a pillow laid on the floor, and Prestira sat cross-legged before her. The two women studied each other, though I daresay Prestira did it with a bit more tact. While Prestira gaged Yavara with a calculated gaze, Yavara swayed drunkenly on her pillow, her eyes running unabashedly up the exposed length of Prestira’s belly. “You’re really pretty, Prestira.” Yavara slurred, ogling the inner portion of the witch’s breasts, “I really like Fucking Hard the way you do sex; you should teach me sometime.” Prestira smiled back at Yavara and gave her a glass. “Drink this, Yavara. As cute as you are when you’re drunk, we need you sober right now.” “When Zander pressed you Hardcore against the glass,” Yavara whispered, leaning close to Prestira’s face, her body tilting precariously, “I started to touch myself.” Prestira small tits tittered and guided the drink to Yavara’s lips. Yavara reluctantly drank the potion, her body straightening as drunkenness left her. “You can remove her disguise, teen Zander. I need to look into her real eyes.” Prestira said to me. I touched a finger to Yavara’s ear. Her rounded ear became pointed, and her green irises changed to orange. Prestira gazed into Yavara’s eyes, scanning them thoughtfully. Yavara stared back, her composure apprehensive. “You have great potential, Yavara.” Prestira said softly, “I’ve never seen a being with as much power coursing through them as you. Zander has brought five of you to me in the past, all of them very powerful. None of them had what you have. I guess my question is, what do you want to do with it?” Yavara shifted in her seat. “I want to sit on the Black Throne.” Prestira glanced knowingly at me, then turned back to Yavara. “That’s certainly what Zander wants you to do.” “It’s what I want as well.” Prestira regarded her for a moment. “If you raise all the banners of the Great Forest, and you march for the vengeance of ancient contraventions, you will have no allies to call upon, Yavara. You would fight alone. Lissa eyed him up and down a few times as she contemplated his answer. She was soaked and pumping her hips as I eased a second finger into her. I saw Perez be the teen gentleman and kiss her at the door before she came inside. “I’ve sorted out the mess you made with David Brighton. Eric grinned at them slyly, his middle finger sliding up and down Ariel's Fucking Hard covered slit. Adorable face. Summary - A man's quick descent into Hardcore sissy-hypno-cock-sucking depravity. A man’s hand sinks into the pale fat of my ass. I was not wearing a bra, my nipples were poking through. Except she didn't. The better looking of the two boys sat down cross legged in front of us. He rudely jammed his hand between my legs, cupping my pussy and almost pov lifting me up. With small tits each button more of her skin was exposed to his gaze. “Oh, wow, he's trying to work his tongue into me.” I stopped pulling like a docile ass, moved back a little to decrease the tension of the belt and lowered my upper body. “Yes sir. Selena looked at the pictures, and she started to smile and said Daddy this is my thirteenth birthday party, this is at Debbie’s graduation. I just want to move.” She said good morning as I slowly fucked her still creamy pussy. He pulled out his phone and began texting on it. Idiot of a man! I was confused as I wondered what it would be like to see our friends having sex with other people. My sleeping wife and daughter lay frozen around me, this moment paused. I couldn’t have been eating her out for more than a minute or two when hands spread my butt cheeks and someone started rimming me! This was the we that she had mentioned! She ducked behind a dresser that was standing right next to her as she sent another curse at Harry. "I love you, Mom." She groaned with an empty feeling in her ass after being stuffed all night.