He pussy sat back and removed my thong, suddenly decisive and I stood, spreading my legs and teen grabbing him by his hair again.She slipped into the two tiny triangles making up the bottom and pulled on a tiny white mini skirt to cover her modesty.Oh, you have no idea girl.They ground their petite hot cunts on my thighs.YEAH!!!I never have these, she admitted while tilting her head back and downing it.She stiffened and then slowly pressed her hips on my cock.His grunts were a series masturbation of loud, desperate wheezes.My nostrils filled instantly with the smells of a grand feast as I walked into the house.He claimed to slut love her, but he couldn’t promise to be faithful for a month or two while she was away.Yes, Ma’am. June shaking uncontrollably pussy still moans loud ‘Oh god, what have you done to me?’ all 3 men look at her naked abused body and smile, Jake leans down and whispers ‘Only what you’ve wanted us to do’. teen As she lays there the 3 men walk out to the living room and she hears one of the 2 men say, ‘you were right Jake, your choice was the 1st one to give it up! We’ll pay up later’Shocked June realises that the men must have had a bet and chosen 3 women on the cruise alone to see which they could fuck 1st. Even more shocking to her is the realisation that she doesn’t care, as the 2 men leave Jake comes back into the bedroom already dressed, he smiles down at her and says ‘June you’re the best fuck I’ve had so far on any of these cruises’. As he goes to leave June says ‘Well it doesn’t just have to be for this one night’ Jake looks back at her to see June fingering masturbation herself, as he leaves smiling to himself. The Rogue's HaremBook Three: The Rogue's Passionate HaremChapter Eleven: Priestess's New MasterBy mypenname3000Copyright 2018Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this.Chapter Thirty-One: Diamond ImplicationsSven Falk – Az, Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands of ZeutchDespite her armor, holding Nathalie to my side didn't feel awkward. She had her arm around my waist, her armor clinking as she trembled against me. She had a look of pale shock on her face, the exhilaration of battle fading out of her. You did good, I told her, my hand clutching to the pauldron of her armor, the metal warm from the magic coursing through it. With these armors we'd found in the vault, we'd prevailed against our enemies. Prince Meinard and the monsters of Biomancer Vebrin were working together. I shouldn't be surprised that the power-mad man would work with the foul things. He slut enslaved his own people and used their souls to move his army of petite constructs.