Chapter 1394 Sex Cheats, Clash & Consequences:>Ep78

• She could feel Mr. Smith's member becoming turgid to her slow up and down strokes of her hand - it felt like a nice sized cock but her eyes were looking straight at the monster attached to Mr. Jones. But it was his torso....it wasn't the fact it was a torso well defined by someone that kept themselves at the peak of fitness but that it was a canvas of horror. Across the whole of his front was a picture of suffering, women that appeared to be drowning with snakes writhing in and out of their bodies. It made her shudder, not in awe but simple fear. Here was a man who, quite clearly, happily displayed his disdain for women. She would later learn it was a rendition of a painting called 'The Punishment of the Thieves'.
• She forced herself to refocus, looking up into his face her tongue slowly extended from her mouth to lick around the bulbous cock head in front of her. Already, the musky saltiness from the precum detected by her taste buds. She moved her head forward, opening her mouth wider and wider as the monster slipped into her mouth until it came to a stop at her throat opening. She started moving her head slowly back and forth moving her head to make the cock twist in her mouth. His facial expression remained unchanged from the evil grin he carried off so well.
• After a short while Mr. Smith's cock was at full hardness so she then swapped, jacking Mr. Jones' now spittle covered cock whilst she took Mr. Smith into her mouth. She was surprised by Mr. Smith's expression - it wasn't of lust, more like someone who's football team had just won an important match, possibly pride she wondered?