His hand kept running back and forth over the obvious bump in the boxers. Andrea sat up, sleep impossible now. She watched as Luke continued this slow...arousal. Andrea got out of bed and went downstairs. He had been listening out for her and smiled as he came into his room. He stopped rubbing himself and looked at his mother, encouraging her to come forward. She walked to the side of his bed and sat down, she could see his cock pulsing beneath the fabric of the boxers. She looked at Luke’s face,. She then lay down upon it and with a purr sunk deeper into its softness, as her body shone in the firelight. Lauranathias never really noticed the bear skin rug, even though she had been cleaning it since she could lift the rug it alone with her hands. Shaking the cobwebs out of her head, Lauranathias moved toward the rug with the wine filled glass and handed it to the warrior. Lauranathias watched as the warrior languidly reached out for the glass as the firelight danced and played upon her. He undid his pants and pulled his dick out stroking his raging hard-on.“Oooh, yes, I love drinking the dogs’ juice…ooohh..it tastes so good,” I slurped on their stiff canine pricks.I left my legs open. I knew my fuck hole looked irresistible. The man plunged his rod into my wet fold and began pumping in and out fast and hard. I spread my legs wide to let this stranger fuck my cunt as deep as he could. “Oh, fuck this cunt is TIGHT.” He cried as he pushed himself all the way in me. I felt. " She paused ever so slightly and sighed in happiness. "And because I want you to, Master." He raised his hand and brought it down sharply, the slap like a spike driven through the quiet in the room. A small noise escaped her as the blow released what little tensions and inhibitions she had left. "One. Thank you, Master." They continued the ritual. Tonight, he stopped at 27, apparently satisfied with the shade of pink her skin was at that point. She slid down and knelt between his legs, looking.