She elevated her hips from the floor in a gentle ascension, crying out weakly as she squirted a fourth time. Ten dwarves pressed ten gold pieces into my hand each. “You fuckers are so milk goddamn cheap.” Brock grunted as they formed two single-file lines in front of the women. The dwarves’ members reflected their stature, and what the patrons lacked in length, they made up for in girth. Yavara and Prestira asian struggled to wrap their lips around the men, turning their pristine faces into hollow-cheeked ovals stuffed with meat. But they managed. One after the other, the women took the short-statured men, delighting in the variety afforded to them. Prestira was more efficient than Yavara, and her line grew shorter as her belly distended with fullness. “You need to catch up, Trisha .” Prestira teased, wrapping fetish her fingers around another dwarf. Yavara’s eyes rolled hedonistically as her man groaned, a few drips of his cum descending from her nostrils. “I like to savor my food when I eat it, Prestira .” She smiled back at Prestira, who laughed at the portrait Yavara presented. But Yavara accepted Prestira’s challenge, and as the day went on, they indulged gluttonously in the competition. Man after man, they took, sometimes one at a time, sometimes several. Even a few ambitious female patrons sought to steal a bit of attention for themselves. They strutted to the bar full of bravado and cheer, heedless of the predatory grins Prestira and Yavara shared. The ambitious women were left lying in puddles of their own making, almost as humiliated as they were satisfied. japanese Almost, for any shame they bore was overshadowed by the stupid grins stretched across their faces. I watched the spectacle with a frustrated erection as my pockets weighed down with coin. Daylight faded, the crowd thinned, and the overwhelming stench of sex grew heavier in the air. By closing time, there was only one patron left in the bar, and she seemed more interested in her drink than the spectacle that laid before her. “Mmmm, I don’t think this is ever going back to normal, Trisha.” Prestira moaned as she prodded Yavara’s rosebud anus with her tongue, “I’ve never seen an asshole turned inside out like this before; does it feel good when I lick it?” “So good.” Yavara groaned, her head resting on the back of her hands. “You were so amazing today, Prestira. It was such a treat to watch you explore yourself.” Prestira laughed open-mouthed, her tongue working the petals of Yavara’s outturned asshole. “You were the amazing one. I thought those orcs were going to break you in half, but you took them with such grace.” “It’s evolution.” Yavara sniggered over milking her shoulder, “You can’t compete, you old whore.” Prestira giggled, and forced Yavara’s rectum back into her body with a punishing fist. Yavara gasped, reeled upward, then screamed in abject ecstasy. Prestira laughed sonorously over the shrill exclamation, twisting her consumed forearm. I shot several ropes of cum into her anal cavity. Walked her into the living room and Lori introduced the japanese concept. Bill is about fetish 6’ 180 pounds and athletic, with a nice face and a great smile. Did you express or hint your desire to her?” Sujata asked curiously. Ronda and I begin to make passionate love to each other. It’s creepy and fucking hot at the same time. “You know the rules Alex. Juliana giggled as she answered, "I am not milk a stupid little boy. “It, it, it was my egg.” It was incredibly erotic and asian relaxing at the same time. I felt quite small. Katin starts crying like a milking small baby and I tell Sylvia: "Keep doing, don't suffer with your daughter!".