The air was hot and humid, and she had begun to sweat slightly, the atmosphere becoming a little more heated as this handsome man climbed on top of he..., rubbing his erect penis against her clitoris as a tease. He bit her neck once more, but moved lower to suckle on her breasts as he entered her, his thick cock stretching her. Bridgette whimpered, biting Oliver’s neck. She /loved/ it; her neck craned back, her eyes rolled back in her head as he steadily thrust into her, deeper and faster than. She had fended off assassination plots from aunts, from cousins, from sisters, and from her own daughters. She had drenched the Ziggurat in the blood of rakshasas to gain and maintain her clawed grasp on the queendom.And now she was dead. Of natural causes. Just thinking about it sent a horny wave of desire through me. A need to feel cum pumping into my womb, to bear that strong daughter of Bakiir. What a human he was. A warrior. A fighter. A killer. What a daughter he would give me. What a. Bitch didn’t shit, but she did manage to piss a bit. Maybe the rain helped.“Well, it seems both of you need a bath today,” I told them.First I bathed Rex. He never liked it, which dog does? But he knew that this was the result of playing in the mud, and it seemed to me that he thought it was worth it. Whenever he got himself dirty, he was better behaved in the bathtub.Next came Bitch. Using a rough washrag, I soaped her whole body from her bald head to her feet. I did pay special attention to. Victor told me he would wait for me at a coffee shop in the next level. He warned me I could take my time…I found an empty change room and went inside. I stripped out of my jeans and shirt, hanging them on an elegant hook fixed to the wall.I was wearing just a tiny cotton thong and then I noticed my cunt had started to get wet from the excitement of the day events. Then I figured that Victor could wait for me a while more and I could rub myself a little before going to meet him at the coffee.