"Even though we've been married seven years. It's not like we're committing a sin or anything. You won't go to hell for enjoying your body, especially...with me." I started to get dressed while I ranted."I said you could do it if you wanted..." she began, starting to cry a little."But it isn't about that, is it? I want you to want it, or else I might as well be jerking off. If you're doing it because you feel obligated, then it isn't worth it, and I won't do it. We have to both enjoy it or it. "Ah, my dear fellow," said he to Franz; "you did not see?" What?" There, --that calash filled with Roman peasants." No." Well, I am convinced they are all charming women." How unfortunate that you were masked, Albert," said Franz; "here was an opportunity of making up for past disappointments." Oh," replied he, half laughing, half serious; "I hope the Carnival will not pass without some amends in one shape or the other."But, in spite of Albert's hope, the day passed unmarked by any incident,. In fact he wasn’t even spoken to in English. Gustav only spoke to the ponyslave in German. Everything was an order and if he hesitated or failed the ponyslave was severely whipped. He dared not disobey as he knew that Gustav would show no mercy. If he was a ‘good pony’ Gustav might give him a treat. Of course Gustav also took pleasure in raping the pony every night and sometimes two or three times during the rest of the day. Every day was spent in constant, relentless training. Sulky pulling,. My balls were so full of cum. The Halo had given me more than mind-control powers, but inhuman stamina.I was so lucky to have them.“You are such a wanton whore, Mrs. Kang,” I growled and smacked her ass hard.“I am!” she moaned. “Please, please, fuck my married pussy.”Smack.“How many men have you cheated on your husband with?” I demanded.“Three,” she moaned.“Mom!” gasped Cherry, her hips undulating, grinding that hot, shaved cunt on her mother’s mouth.“Even though you swore to be faithful?” I.