I continued finger-fucking her roughly and brutally but making sure she doesn’t get hurt. I fucked her so intensely that my fingers wet completely w...t, almost shining. Even her inner-thighs got wet. Then I suddenly pulled my fingers out and slapped her pussy 3 to 4 times. She was yelling in pleasure. I then again inserted my fingers as deep as possible, paused for a moment and kissed her on her mouth. She too responded with passion.Then I finger-fucked her again roughly, having no mercy in. This is YOUR doing! Feel it. Their blood, their screams, oh their SCREAMS!." Your harsh roars rip into the night and into the queen's ear, still choking her you force her to watch the massacre of her most beloved family members. The third moon Ozma, hangs overhead, glistening red, the lone watcher in a night with no stars. Below you can see Grism, a massive Eater, rippling with muscle and contempt, he kicks the king to the ground, and raises both his head and grimsteel hatchet to you. A manic. He was hard as a rock, and the head of his cock was an angry, purplish red as he stroked up and down the shaft. But somehow, no matter how close he got, no matter how hard he pumped his fist over the sensitive flesh, he just couldn’t cum. He wasn’t the only one, either. He saw out of the corner of his eye that the other men from his Light of the Lord Television Ministries had the same expression on their faces that he knew must be on his own, that mix of pleasure, arousal, and frustrated. Got the message from her that her husband was going to Delhi to take interviews for campus placements. He would be leaving on Friday afternoon and would be back only on Saturday night. So we have one whole day and night even. I couldn’t have asked more as BDSM sessions are exciting when they are longer in duration. I messaged her on Thursday, the rules of BDSM that she needs to follow.She needs to address me as the master always the moment I enter her house.She would be my slave for the entire.