That is 'til Ephus flung Hephaestus toward the building again. This time Hephaestus hit far harder and faster than he had the previous times. A dull thud was heard a great distance inside. Shaking his head Ephus turned toward the other two males. "Well? I'm waiting, aren't you also going to attack? It seems to be all that all of you seem to want to do." Both males put their hands up as they slowly made their way to the three females. "Now since you males are through playing, I'd like the two of you to meet Ephus. Artemis stated, causing both of the conscious males to have an oh shit look on their faces. Nodding Artemis continued. "Ephus I'd like to introduce you to cum our brothers. The first you fought is Hermes. Next, the one with the goblet is Dionysus. The handsome one is Apollo. Lastly the other that you put through several walls is Hephaestus." Taking a deep breath Ephus nodded, this was one hell of a way to meet the rest of the family he thought. The man just ˝urked˝ before going limp. His pain was intense enough to paralyze his vocal chords. He had the fortune of dying a second after, as his spine was broken in too many places for his nerve impulses to bridge over. The boy came right then and there, groaning and panting even as the stud addressed him: ˝18, since 2 weeks ago... sir. I know I'll die, but could I do anything for you... at least? You got me..off...with that show.˝, the boy spoke truthfully. The glasses he wore anal and the shape of his face revealed that he was a geek. Paul spoke bluntly: "Suck my cock like the little bitch you are." as he pulled down his pants again. The teenager nodded, falling to his knees before the muscle god clad in a white judo-gi. Now that the pants were down, the muscles of the legs were fully visible. Just from seeing that, the wimpy nerd moaned, and so, he kissed the tip of the cock that went so well with the superior male it belonged to. Liking the musky taste and smell, the teenager began to suck, moaning and yipping in enjoyment. He was getting turned on by the mistreatment by this hunk. It was just right! Paul's face did not change as the nerd before him started to suck on his member - it was a mild pleasure, teen yes, but this cretin couldn't truly drive him over the edge - not while big he was alive at least. The teenager moaned as he intentionally dived onto the cock of this muscular sadist, using his tongue to swipe the ballsack. He hoped to earn a brutal kill, a personalized torture even. The well-endowed man looked around, seeing if there were any other onlookers or people around. A fairly young woman who sold snacks nearly dropped her tray from the sight of gay sex and a pile of bodies in front of her. Yet, she didn't run, for some reason. Paul spots the woman and decides she would help him get off - by dying a miserable death. He put one hand on the back of the teenagers head, and then dragged him along as he strode over to the girl. On arrival, he kicked the tray up and sent cumshot the snacks scattering all over the area before pulling the lady down towards him, locking her head under his arm and starting to squeeze. I also revealed to the ladies that I once was engaged when I was 25 years old but I broke it off because I knew I was not ready. I nodded to the master mage. With the two of them out of commission for the next few minutes, Bonnie helped me up and big we soon joined the rest at the car. “I’ll work on a way to expose him, but you need to forget about the girl,” Leon replied. She glances over with shock when the washer suddenly stops. I moved her hands away and used mine to spread her round cheeks wide apart as I tongue fucked her ass. Her fingers followed my bra's band around to the clasp. “Come say hi.” I didn’t want that. After another minute of seemingly continuous cum orgasming, she fell back in the hay, panting and begging for cumshot a time-out. “Yes,” I asked absently, backing out to the main menu and anal looking at the three main options: Physical, Mental, and Spiritual. When it comes to clothes, just pretend that he’s me.” “Let me go Isobel. Resting the phone steady against the edge of the window he hit record. She held the picnic basket in one hand, her other arm clutched tightly about mine. Although James had cleaned all the excess seed out of Hannah; neither of them wanted him to stop his tongue from pleasing teen her and the King was very happy to see his Queen riding her former lover's face - it would distract James from the next part. He could not believe he was standing here.