Marsha made plans to meet Eli and Ellen there next weekend. Ellen said she’d call Joe and Raven and see if they could come. Earnie and Ron said they’d be with family next weekend but would try for later that month. On the way out Henry waved Marsha down. He had bad news for her. An old knee injury was making it harder and harder for him to keep up with the camp. With a tear in his Oral Sex eye he informed Marsha that the property would be going on the market. Marsha told him to get her an appointment with his real estate agent ASAP. She called Eli and Ellen when she got home to share the news. They were more than happy to take accept the responsibility of running Cock Sucking the camp. For George it was just another real estate investment. For Marsha though it was like owning Shangri-La. End of chapter 2 Lysera let out a low grunt as she arched her broad back, feeling the sore and stiff muscles throughout her powerfully built Isiri frame stretch and then relax some, helping to work a bit of life back into her uncomfortable form as her Lessers went about her orders, clearing away the human dead student and providing medical attention to their wounded as they set up camp for the night. “Too quickly.” She growled, frustration rumbling in her deep authoritative voice. “What was?” One of her two Seconds, Tryi, queried, moving up to stand beside her First, Gatt-Rifle slung over one bare shoulder and her battle-armour already discarded to reveal the almost eight foot tall hulking beauty of her red-skinned body, all muscle, strength and power, the vision of primal dominance only enhanced by the sleeping giant of a cock resting plaintively between her sculpted thighs, though she still didn’t hold a candle to the yet taller and stronger, Lysera. “This!” Lysera spat, casting her hand out in a vague gesture over the tight valley where she and her Lessers had made their ambush, “Two hours we lay in wait for our prey and what do we get for our patience?” “A battle that will be recorded in the annals, Lysera.” The Second grinned, whipping Fucking her single braid of long black hair back behind her shoulder, standing tall and proud, shamelessly displaying herself and glad to be free of the discomfort and weight of her armour. In response Lysera winced like she had been slapped across the face, raising a finger to scratch at a protruding lower fang. “Pah! You call this a battle Tryi? Over in seconds! No skill, no challenge, no thrill. A waste of my time.” Lysera chastised, not bothering to keep her rage in check, even coeds as other Lessers glanced her way, uncertainty. Tryi seemed to lose a few inches of height, the pride draining out of her as she realised the truth in Lysera’s words, “I understand the lesson. She gathered as much of her self-control as she could and tried to clamp down on the traitorous warmth spreading through her sex. "Well sis, I guess we have our hands full. I then turned to Nicole, who rolled her eyes and held up her phone again. And now his best mate had his finger in me. Had it been him all the time? For a tiny girl she fucked me mercilessly for 20 minutes solid the fact she was still snogging and groping her mother most of that time was amazing the sweat glistened like gems all over her body and still she kept thrusting away ... She then seemed to want to play the ‘brush-the-crumbs-off’ game again. His mother ran a local massage therapy business and of Oral Sex course she needed someone to train her interns or pupils with. “What you just did was nothing short of amazing, Yavara. She looked around. When I looked at her, she pointed to the building across the alley. The blonde hair always wrapped in a ponytail, a few stray strands falling down her forehead. “Look at my hard nipples, B. You’ve got me so fucking hot.” "The door to my room swung open and the women who I had met earlier was standing there. I eventually decide to call it quits for the night. She coeds Cock Sucking presses her foot against my little wiener. Milk Fucking was begining to flow quite freely now as she gasped with pleasure. A full beard, rough hands and dark eyes. Dawn rocked against her chest and her student nipple’s cries of pleasure became a soft background noise in her head. He thought they looked perfect. When she finally opened her eyes, she showed Susan and me a contented smile.