I must have passed out and still not gotten oxygen while my boyfriend still fucked my mouth. I didn’t blame him though I had willingly taken him into my mouth. My god was about to smite me. It was within my ability to lower the glass after the first sip had been taken. Little winged women full of venom and hatred that were made of the same darkness as the corbies were pulling my pussy lips apart. Something hit me solidly in the back and I realized that it was the floor. I must have passed out and sleep walked my way to work. Some of the girls cloths I had been forced to take to replace my shredded versions. He had nothing more to say, and I had no time to stay on the line.
