Atrin smirked a little, “I’d need my other arm back for that…” Avery opened her eyes ever so slightly, eying him with an oddly playful gaze before, with a little smirk of her own she rolled off of him, taking the bed sheets with her and exposing Atrin to the otherwise cold of the room. “Ack…” He complained as the cold bit at his skin, but Hardcore it wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been. After taking a deep breath he sat up, placing his feet on the floor and stretching out his back, a routine action and habit at this point. Avery lay there, sneakily glancing over one shoulder, watching him intently, eyes fixed on the shifting of his muscles, his body strong and scarred. He may be a General, but to have acquired such an array of marks he must have once been a great asshole warrior. Slowly he stood and her smirk spread into a grin as she watched his ass. Not noticing her attention he took the candle and lit several others, the rooms central location in the palace depriving it of any windows, making it difficult to tell the time. With a fuzzy mind he stepped towards the door, grabbing a cloth blowjob as he did so and wrapping it around his waist, covering himself to the bare minimum required. As the scratching at the door continued he opened it inwards and one of the Palaces many cats flopped inside gracefully, it looked up to him indignantly and stepped inside, Atrin letting out a little laugh, “Ah, the Good General, good morning.” Avery watched, baffled as the all grey cat stepped into the room, raising her eyebrow as Atrin cast the cat a mock salute, “What are you doing…” she said, almost embarrassed for him. Atrin chuckled a little and shut the door, “This is the Good General… I think he’s the oldest mousing cat in the Palace.” Avery watched the cat with suspicion as it wandered around the room, sniffing her clothing and Atrin's armour, curious as to the odd additions to its patrol route. “He’s set in his ways a bit though,” Atrin anal smirked moving back towards the bed, “you could practically set your watch by his route.” “Is he someone's pet?” Avery asked. Atrin shrugged as he sat back down, “They aren’t really anyone's pets, they just keep the mice and rats in check.” Avery sat up on her elbows and tilted her head, curious as she watched the cat poke about. “What?” Atrin asked, watching her with a smirk. “Why does it have a collar on if it’s no ones pet?” Atrin laughed a little, “Well, I… Uh.” He hesitated and furrowed his brow, “I uh, I don’t know.” The Good General stepped towards the bed and looked up at the two of them expectantly. “...Could you like, soul gaze it and find out?” Avery shook her head, “I don’t soul gaze cats.” Atrin chuckled a little, “I guess they don’t like it huh?” “No no, it freaks me out. They’re so sure in their disdain for us lesser creatures.” Atrin laughed again and reached down, scratching the cat behind the ears. It leaned into his hand for a moment before turning and making for the door again, sitting by it and looking expectantly towards Atrin. With a sigh he stood and buttfuck stepped towards the door, opening it for the cat, who, plaintively, padded out. Stan quickly returned carrying boxes of shoes. • • • Sue was getting a little fidgety at this asshole point. 'Ah anal what can i do for you/' A old and bald man asked as he walked towards them. He nodded while walking over. “When we were ten.” I laughed. I wanted to eat her right now, but she still need to expose her entire body. His tongue is playing music on her very extended clitorous as he teases the very tip of it. She arched her back, her thighs clamping down about her wrist as she frigged herself. The native moved the feather down to Hardcore behind Liz’s knee, a sensitive spot. “I already told you, my uterus won't be a slave to your futa-seed.” She smiled at the cameras. Tim was the douche-bag that almost took my cherry in the back seat of his car last year. My balls tightened. Rekha had never been so horribly excited before. Really bad...!!!! Sharon is so sexy. You decide to just pull the door shut buttfuck from outside and blowjob go without waking me. I groaned as the pleasure rippled through me. “Jason, are you ready to complete your final task?” she asked as she pushed the vibrator harder against his cock. He began moving it up and down in an attempt to copy how it felt when a towel rubbed it. I know how good Carrie’s pussy tasted and she was a great fuck. “Wild horses HT, wild horses.” Was all he answered. I left the bathroom and saw Maddie on laying spread out on the bed.