I looked down to see she had laid herself flat with her face buried between my open thighs. All I could she was a mass of blonde hair below my cock an... her fist slowly pumping me. I had a moment's intuition about Brittany's earnest desire to please me that I mentally filed away for future consideration.With an almost uncontrolled jerk Jennifer hissed and I felt her spasm on my hand. Her mouth locked on mine and her darting tongue thrust deep into my mouth."Oh... Oh... " she moaned. She ground. She had platinum blond hair that came down over her shoulder and hung seductivelyover the black tank top she was wearing right over her large breasts. She woreblue jeans that hugged her long and lanky leg; open strapped shoes; with ashort dark leather jacket that came to her belly button. Kathleen glared atthe young woman, not knowing her to recognize her: ?Can I help you? Can't you see that I'm on the telephone?!,? Kathleen cooly asked. An impeccable dresser, Kathleen was wearing a. "Take me master, I am yours until you send me home!" I declared to him, my lust for him written on my face and my anticipation evident in my hard, jutting nipples, quick breath and rising flush."Myra, you are amazing and special!" He laughed. "Yes, you will be my slave this weekend and you will service my needs and those of some of my friends. And then you will be my special guest as well as my mate and lover when my family comes in for Thanksgiving."His words shot through me like a hot, stiff,. "Master Eogham confessed it to me and his Castellan in a fit of rage after I stopped and eliminated the wolves that he had Summoned to attack the Castle Glenquin Village," I told him."You actually... !" he started, but stopped in shock at the very thought."But ... but why would he do that?" he finally asked in confusion."Because I had him imprisoned in his own dungeon," I told him."But surely he could get out of there," Fiacha said with confidence."Not past the wards that I had cast in the.