MONSTERATTACK

“Why are you pissing in Brock’s whisky?” “Do you hear that?” I inclined my head to the boisterous sounds in the next room, “Does that sound like a happy party, or drunken brawl ready to happen?” Diamond listened to the sounds of tense laughter, cutting mask jests and cautious jeers. She turned back to me. “A brawl ready to happen.” “Exactly.” I said, standing up and blotting myself with a nearby towel. “And in our urine, is a very special little chemical. It makes people happy, and it makes them want to love each other. They sound like they could use some love.” I pushed the cork back into the jug’s head. “Besides,” I grinned at Diamond, hoisting the jug, “Brock’s whisky tastes like piss anyway; no one will notice the difference.” ELENA “Brock, your whisky tastes like piss!” I cackled, spraying the table. Brock growled, the knife flashing between his fingers. “And… time. Thirty seconds.” Certiok said, swaying precariously on her feet beside her father-in-law. Brock imbedded the knife into the wood, a confident smirk on his face. “Drink the piss, Ranger.” I sneered at the orc, and downed another shot Babes of his disgusting concoction. At least the burn killed my taste buds. I belched, wiped my mouth, then pulled the knife from the tabletop. Slapping my hand onto the table, I splayed my fingers, and steadied the knife. God, this shit was strong. I was already seeing double. “Elena are you sure that’s a good decision?” Zander asked beside me, nursing his drink with Prestira pinned to his side. “You know where forced alien good decisions get you, Zander?” I slurred, squinting at my spread hand, trying to decipher which one was the real one, “They get you a couple kids, a steady job, and a mid-life crisis. Then you die.” Hardcore “You’re too young to be this cynical.” “You’re too old to be this boring. Aaaaand, I have all my fingers, the knife goes chop-chop-chop, if I miss the space in between, my fingers will come off!” I sang, stabbing the knife into the table in time with the song, “And if I hit my fingers, blood will soon come out, but all the same I play this game because that’s what it’s all about! Time!” Big Tits Certiok raised her brows. “Twenty-five seconds.” I leaned over, my nose an inch from Brock’s. “Drink, orc.” Brock grinned, and downed his shot. He had the sort of “inappropriate” desires for her that I could understand. I reach the center of the bridge just in time to see a familiar face staring across the River at the city. James tried the handle but was not Big Tits at all surprised to find the door locked. When the parents went inside, the three of us stayed out by the pool with the two of them exchanging jabs. “Is this Mr Scott’s room?” Oh, wow, that's amazing. They wouldn't all fit inside so half of their panties hung down. in my CUNT!" She attempted to stop what was happening, but because of the alcohol and the unfamiliar situation, she couldn’t.Eloa was instructing them in Spanish. Finally I had a long shower and took my birthday boy to bed. "I don't think I have ever heard it said that way before." Harr---A responsible newspaperman, who first gets the opportunity of a lifetime and then has the weight of the world dropped on his shoulders. The forced Hardcore girl looked a bit disappointed as I left the store. She had heard her parents use it often but mask that was the first time she had said it. “No bad ideas.” alien She glanced down the table at me, her auburn hair swaying about her face. A perfect square surrounded by wheat fields. “True, I might but not before everyone in the school and your parents have seen it.” Carter said smugly, looking each of them in the eye. Babes My nectar was dripping all down my thighs. Her hips wiggled, stirring that silky sheath around my dick. I begin with the paddle and I lay into her as she moans and cries after ten strokes I feel her pussy and she is dripping wet so I get the vibrator and put it into her pussy and I turn it on low. “I’m going to take off my panties now,” she stated. Manya could feel him cumming. I've got classes in a few so..." He wanted to welcome her to his nightclub and invited her to join him at his private booth just off the dance floor. “Are you ok, honey?”, I asked. I decided to write an email to my mother, which I had to request permission to do. Brie stifled a laugh and wiped it into her mouth, sucking off her finger. Also dropping her hand down into the recessed hide. "Oh, fuck yes, I'm gonna drive you, just as, fucking crazy.