Her cunt massaged my cock, bringing me closer and closer to spilling my cum into her hot depths. My pussy juices flooded out while the ooze moaned her enjoyment, drinking up my pleasure. XXX “I can see well enough.”
“By well, you mean a bright smear that’s possibly something?” Sophia asked. Saphique’s lactating tits, that frightened me.”
“But you’re just such a lush morsel,” Angela continued in her gravely, faux-male voice. I whistled loud, making the warbling call of the red-breasted thrusher. “Look at her eyes.”
I moaned and shuddered. It was decrepit, in the slums by the southern docks. I love them. “What are you?” I gasped as my cunt was stretched full by her appendage. I humped against her. To the west, the Saltspray Palace loomed on the cliff of the harbor, staring down at the city.
