Will you pick me up early on Saturday and make love before we have to go shopping?”“I think we can do that! And we’re making love Saturday eveni...g after the party. Remember, it ends at 8:00pm on purpose!”“Yes!” she smiled. “Thanks for being so understanding. I’m glad you worry about me, though you have to watch out for being overprotective. Thanks for letting me work through it without trying to stop me. And thanks for making so much time for me.”“You’re welcome. You know, after a few months in. Then I noticed some whiteness on my finger. I examined closely and realized that it was, unmistakably, someone's cum.At first I was awash with disappointment and jealousy. A part of me didn't like the fact that someone had slept with my daughter without my approval, and another part of me wanted Morgan solely for myself. The latter emotion eventually grew into an uncontrollable thirst. I could no longer contain myself, as I became massively turned on by the fact that someone had already used my. ‘Out, my Lords. Out! NOW!’ the healer hollered, and shooed the three men out of the room, more healers coming running to her aide. Imlan paced the corridor outside like a caged animal. He’d released the squire to clean himself up hours ago, and was left with his advisor Emble, exuding calm as always, sitting wrapped in his robes on the stonework windowsill, watching his Lord walk back and forth in the corridor. Finally, just as Imlan considered banging his fist against the wooden door, it. I wouldn’t mind another bimbo White girl to suck my dick.”I glance down at Margarete. I pulled her mouth off my dick. “You want that?” I asked her. “Your husband having two bimbo wives?”“Would I be one of them?” she asked, eyes wide.“Of course you would,” I said, smiling.“Yes!” she squealed. “Alice said polgummy is the best.” She had inherited my wives mispronunciation of polygamy.“It is,” I groaned, pulling Margarete into my lap. “And so is riding my cock. You want to slam that hot, horny cunt.