Mika Tan opens wide her mouth in private room

Prestira’s man snaked a thumb beneath her nipple chain and pulled it down as he tightened his hold on her leash. Her eyeshadow streaked down her cheeks, exalting tears carrying it. Their pace increased to frenetic blur, filling the heavy air with the slaps of flesh, and the rising cry of the strangled performers. The crowd accompanied the crescendo with stomping feet and an escalating roar until their heinous call harmonized with the rapturous squeals of the women, the thick growls of the men. I could tell when they came, not by the pitch of their cries, but by the sudden release of tension in their bodies. Both men pulled out at once and spread the women, allowing the crowd to see the evidence dripping onto the barstool from gaping pink holes. They were ushered back into the fray with exuberant claps on the back and handshakes, while Yavara and Prestira took a metaphorical bow, sloppily kissing to thunderous applause. They were thoroughly disheveled and abused, but it was only the end of the first act. Two more men stepped up, and each pressed twenty pieces into my hand. Yavara looked at Big Tits Prestira with a thrilled smile as the men entered where the other two had left. Prestira hunched her shoulders, her body taken with the pain and pleasure. Yavara was more relaxed, resting her head or her man’s shoulder with her fingers locked behind his head, her belly distended with her arching back, the soft lines of muscle flexing. “You’re just the town dumpster, aren’t you Trish?” The man taunted into Yavara’s ear. “That’s right big boy, fill this filthy dumpster up.” Yavara gasped with a lecherous grin. Yavara’s man deformed her tits with his hands, gripping tightly enough to cause her flesh to protrude from between his fingers. She moaned delectably, tilting her head back and entangling tongues with the human, their kiss open-mouthed for all to see. Juxtaposing the display of graceful depravity was Prestira, who was doubled-over in the intensity of her anal ruination, her hands gripping the edge of the bar, screams erupting from her lips. Prestira’s man hoisted his hands under the witch’s legs, bringing her off her stool as her ankles flew in the air. Strings of comingled fluids dripped from her, before snapping when she was lifted from her seat. “Hey John, bring Trish over here and let the ladies play with each other!” Prestira’s man roared. John picked Yavara up by the thighs and brought the elf over to Prestira, pressing the women against each other. Their breasts squished and distorted against one another while they cried their pleasure to the ceiling, their forms glistening with sweat. A goblin ran over to John and handed him a double-sided dildo. Why a goblin had it handy, I did not ask, and neither did John when he took the dildo and slid Glory Hole it into Yavara’s vacant slit. Yavara barely had time to react to the new development before Prestira’s man pushed the witch’s pelvis forward, forcing Yavara to penetrate her. Their eyes went wide with mutual shock, but Yavara recovered with all the grace she could muster. She locked lips with Prestira, their mouths consuming while the men forced them to fuck each other with each ferocious thrust. Hey Zander, what are the chances Prestira loses her shit if I let her go? Yavara asked, her hands traversing Prestira’s breasts to pull on the chain that linked them. High. I do not recommend it, she’s probably boiling over in that head of hers. I’ll ask her. Hey Prestira, if I give you back control of your body, are you going to be a party-pooper? I don’t know what Zander’s talking about; I'm the girl who fucked him in front of all my patrons, this just seems like the next logical step. Look at you, you little entrepreneur, selling a possessed woman for coin. You know I want half the profits. “And just how did that conversation start?” her hubby asked. Peter Hopkins shuffled forward, and Misty aimed his long curving prick directly at Cara`s sopping wet hole. From just under the shaft, a ridge of skin flowed downward, arcing over and nesting around that pea sized nub. Empress Shrelle the First? Her body was lean and trim, muscular in a distinctly feminine sort of way, and had tan lines that implied a long time spent working under the sun. I thought about it for a Glory Hole minute and said that it could be okay, especially as the girls didn’t wear uniforms and were all quite young. A dark skinned middle aged guy was in there, naked of course. He turned them again and heard her gasp in pain. After telling Ben to stand at the foot of the bed, Tina drew her knees up and apart, giving him a good look at her shaved pussy. A tiny stream of transparent, pre-orgasmic seminal fluid was oozing out of John's piss-hole slit, and slowly dripping onto the sheets. She placed the head of her dildo on her wet, quivering lips. Being careful this time, he slowed down enough to gather if anyone was near as he Big Tits cleared it. And she loves having her pussy eaten”, said Sam. “I’ve been busy.” Sarah saw what Nita had done and Jerry’s response and so she snuggled in tighter and took his arm and squeezed it.