My fingers gripped at the sheets I waslaying on, and my feet entwined themselves around his neck, toescurling from the strain. I moaned louder for him... grinding my pussyhungrily against him. My entire body glistened with tiny beads ofsweat. I started to feel like I did the other night, when I was ridingmy own fingers. Everything around me went white and blurry, and I criedout as orgasm hit me hard, tremoring from head to toe. My pussy clampeddown on his thick cock and milked it inside me. I. Her hands were free, but her neck was bound to the chair so that her head would be between the guest's knees.A large bell outside could be heard ringing, the signal for dinner. Breeders were the only ones allowed to dine with the Master. Breeders were given a certain amount of affection, to assist in the spawn's development. Carie's face was soon kept company by a pair of brown thighs. Carie could clearly smell her patron's pussy juices and the smell of sweat. She theorized this breeder had. Danny couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. He was staring now through his window across the small lawn into her house. She was standing there, her back to him, in plain sight. Through the parted curtains he could just barely see the curve of her naked bottom as she moved slowly back in forth to the inaudible music. Danny imagined that it was jazz. He knew that she liked jazz, he watched her go every Saturday to listen to a local jazz band play at the nearby bar. He hummed what he could. And could you have some fresh coffee sent up? Thanks."She then turned to the people who had gathered in the Oval Office."Ross Forbes from the C.I.A. just called a couple of minutes ago. He said that they have received unconfirmed reports about hostilities breaking out in several of the Central Asian republics of the former Soviet Union. He says that they appear to be related to the hostilities going on throughout the Middle East, but he doesn't have proof of that yet. He, General Allen, and.