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Kiera strummed on a guitar, and we droned out old ranger songs. Arbor even sang along, apparently knowing the melody from hearing it so many times in the forest. Laughter was easy for me, and turned to a cackle if even the most benign joke was said. I was sexually aroused by the lassitude in my body, but I had no urge to force the issue. Sex would come naturally, and we would all delve into a languorous pile of limbs, tenderly filling holes and tasting one another. But before we got to that, the next drug was introduced. “This flower will make you very tired at first,” Arbor explained, “you will feel tempted to sleep, and so the cocaine will be used to excite you.” “Doesn’t it feel like we’re escalating things quickly?” I objected mildly. “No one is making you partake, Governess.” Arbor smiled impishly. I rolled my eyes. Truth be told, I only raised the objection because I felt like it was my job to. We were all hedonists to the core, and our inhibitions were low. Arbor crushed the indian flower, sprinkled it in mature coconut milk, the brought it to a boil with a rock she’d kept in the coals. She brought the coconut to her face, and inhaled the fumes deeply. When it came to Furia, we inhaled the steam together, then passed it to Faltia. For a moment, I didn’t feel anything. Then my body seemed to turn to warm liquid, and I melted like butter against Furia. She collapsed into the stone steps, running her hands along the grooves of mortar like she couldn’t comprehend the feeling. The drowsiness took hold a second later, the world began to dim. Everything was so warm, and I was boneless and slippery, ready to break from the confines of my flesh and spill down the steps like water. Then I felt a cold invasion in my anus. Someone had poked me there. Was what was that? A metal straw? There was the sound of someone blowing, and I felt air in my vilest place. Then… then I felt alive! My senses came back to me, but the Big Tits euphoria of the flower still captured my flesh. Alistair: "It's okay, you don't have to say it. Jill is shaking her head, Big Tits as if to say, ‘she won’t be back’, but Dakota thinks otherwise, she thinks a clear conversation with Mom and Dad will bring her back to me. All she had to do was wait a little longer. She put the scope on Kim’s back, “Cough for me,” she moved the scope from place to place repeating, “Cough,” indian at each stop. As I bent over to put things in the floor cabinets I wondered if Graham had seen how wet my pussy was and if he’d photographed or videoed it. Officer Murphy waits for John to sign the ticket before he tears it off and hands it and the four licenses back to John. She had so many thoughts turning in her head. Thick white streams of cum filled her tight pussy. I was quite nervous but I watched Piper and soon mature relaxed. Turning she made her way down the stone halls to the council room her hand on the bag at her hip. When I went home, I went into my room and started listening to music. “REMOVE THE CUNT WEIGHTS AND HELP ME ELEVATE HER LEGS,” Tallesman requested as he unbuckled the shackles on her ankles and brought her legs forward high into the air and open them wide for easy access. suck my cock.” She giggled, a winsome, girlish sound that only made my dick throb harder. Mom had noticed it too because she had to quickly swallow that first volley down to make room for the next, then the next, and so on until my spend became nothing more than an oozing dribble as she made sure to get every last drop into her mouth so she could swallow it all down.