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  • I was ‘Easy Eva from E Company,’ and if you were a man down on your luck, Easy Eva was who you visited to get your mojo back. mom I guess I never did much to put the reputation to rest. Was I easy? Maybe. Most of the girls who joined the rangers were either from one of the ten estates, or Bentius itself. I was from a no-name village shadowed by the northern Bearded Peaks, and the best-looking boy I’d ever known was the village Adonis by virtue of having all his teeth. Then I came to Castle Thorum, where the men were sculpted by fantasy years of training, roughened by violence, Big boobs and stood tall in their cool ranger confidence, handjobs and gosh, well, what was a country girl like me supposed to do?! Needless to say, it didn’t make me popular with the ladies, but I had a feeling that was going to change. “Oh my god!” Soraya cried, her bronze body bending lasciviously on the bed. Of course, I couldn’t see her body since my face was planted firmly between her thick thighs, my tongue doing magic to her little clit. I’d never been with another woman before. Despite my lecherous reputation, I’d been firmly heterosexual, but now? I didn’t think there was a thing on two legs I wouldn’t fuck. It wasn’t just because I had both sets of parts either; it was deep in my blood. I was more than just a loose high-elf woman, and more than just a hotblooded man; I was something… dark. And so was she, the one we once called ‘Sullen mother Soren,’ this ‘Soraya,’ this beautiful bronze creature with hair like snow and a voice that dripped with untapped masochism. Oh, it tickled something in me to hear those vulnerable cries, to feel the way she writhed in reaction to every motion of my lips and tongue. I growled into her virgin depths, and snaked my tongue between her folds. She went rigid, her heels pressing into the bedding, her ass driving upward as reverse cowgirl I rose with her, the tip of my tongue finding that spot within her, exploiting it mercilessly, tasting the decadent salt of her. I watched her from her crotch, my nose smooshing against her engorged clit, my muzzle wet with her lust. She was bound to the bedposts at the wrists and ankles—her idea, but one I was more than willing to going along with. Yes, I was beginning to realize who the new me was, and so was she. Now that place had the lights. He really felt good about all that has happened, not only last night, but all these weeks that these two have been seeing one another again. She could feel it pushing against what must have been the back of her womb. He was speechless having never had this type of conversation before. And it didn't take long before Jay was hard again. “I want some pussy mark, but I don’t want to go to jail.” I said looking at him firmly. John was very excited but I wanted this to be for my pleasure and not theirs. It is not your fault, or his mother either. I reverse cowgirl was petrified but aroused. Their arms tied beneath them. The girl was watching my face. From the family dinner experience, Jennie now knew how to dress to honor a beau that she had serious interest in, so she pulled out all stops in preparation for her trip to Twilight City, the show, dinner and her ‘feeding’ herself to Marvin afterwards. Leona picked up Fletchling's discarded black dress and used it as a rag to wipe the Pokemorph's saliva off her cock. She looked but then said no. “Missed you too much.” She husks and kisses her harder before backing off because she doesn’t want to jump the woman in front of her family. I caressed her. Running his hand through his wet black hair, he mom walked back over to her, enjoying the view of her vulnerable pussy and ass. The storyline of this novel occasionally jumps around in time--either forward, or backward--from one chapter to the next. I didn’t care. Just had a sloppy drunk fuck in bathtub. “thanks I keep it clean for you”. The water didn't help, it Big boobs actually stimulated her nipples causing a stir inside her. Her stomach flexed as she humped against Rita. The slit at the end was already oozing a drop of cum; clearly, her man was ready for her. Her high ponytail left the nape of her neck fully exposed. Turning her back to him she said, “Take the picture Jerry.” Jerry looked up as Mona took Arthur’s hand and ground it into her tit. Right now I felt it was more than appropriate with the feeling of dread fantasy handjobs I was starting to feel. “That is not acceptable,” Ronja countered. Later though…