Michael looked down at the sight of the beautiful girl lying naked beneath him. A shiny spattering of his milky white seed gleaned on the girl’s chest. The little trail, led down to her beautiful pussy lips; which remained a flushed shade of pink. The two continued taking in the sight of each other in silence. This was going to be a very special relationship. My friends and I walked through the supposedly haunted abandoned house, the floor creaking as we tried to make each other jump. It was on the older asian part of town, I swore the place looked like the house from that IT movie but none of my friends did. I walked alone tits down a dark corridor and heard the floor creak louder than the rest of the place and before I could react I was crashing through the splintering floorboards to the basement below. I'm not sure if I hit my head amateur or not, I could hear my friends shouting, telling each other to be careful, asking who was hurt. I heard another voice, a closer one, I strained my eyes to see in the dark and a small figure appeared before me. I inhaled sharply to scream, staring at me was a bald, cherub looking thing that was almost a cross between a goblin and a demon. "Shhh, Hardcore I'm not going to hurt you, you're badly hurt and you have a pretty nasty cut in your side. I can't fix it fully but I can slow your bleeding some if you'll let me." It said. "Oh...Okay." I replied, noticing the blood pouring over my shorts. The creature touched my side and my bleeding slowed, it wiped it's finger on my shirt and sat down. "So, I'm Misha, I was a Cupid Angel before I discovered brandy, the drink, not that slut from your English class, anyways, I was kicked out. If you help me get back in I'll give you the power to get any girl you want." He said. "What's the catch, there's usually always a catch right?" I replied. "Oooh, a smart one, small I like the smart ones. To get your power you need to give 100 orgasms first, the next girl who exposes her breasts to you will be hooked and once she's cum 100 times, you will be able to get who you want." "Sounds simple enough. She trembled on the bed, moaning and asian gasping. Each of small them mourned their lost love and the oak's severed wood as thick sap poured down their trunks, and a profound silence eclipsed the night. I rolled her nipple between my thumb and finger to see just how long it would get. She was at my mercy, cumming desperately tits as I tortured her sopping pussy. The huge black stallion snorted as we entered his domain, stomping a front hoof aggressively as his muscular flanks rippled. Mom or Dad would eventually catch on to what we're doing. She then takes off her panties, her monster cock springs free. I gasped for air after I finished and stared intently as Hardcore my mother closed her mouth and easily swallowed a full mouth of seed. Mortal frailty is ever our best ally. I am one of those here because of what I represent, as much as for my looks. Finally she was getting it. "Milan?" John and Diane are getting chicken as I already told you. You can see how it is driving me crazy between you and your friends, all that manly jizz being spent just for me. That is what I like about modeling. “How long?” I whispered. Is that understood?” I could feel the ridges of her g-spot as I glided the tip of my tongue along the roof of pussy. When my PSP slipped out of my hand and fell to the floor she quickly spun around. “You’re doing so well, Fifty-One!” Twenty-Three panted beside me, her upturned face red with exertion, her hips rolling behind her, “Just a little more, and you’ll be like me! We’ll be sisters!” "Yes Master. The teenage girl gasped in her sleep and angled her hips back in order to assist whatever was feeling so good down there. "I'm guessing you are ready for the review?", Mark asked as he put aside his laptop. John pulls back slowly. "Just because I jerked you off!" He slides off her dress in a slow, deliberate motion. I passed Zanyia rolling on the ground with amateur the other catgirl. I smiled and followed him upstairs, phallus in hand. She wondered if men always had to go through that uneasy feeling when meeting a new woman?