Harder and harder, my fingers moved as the nipple clamp bit into me. The palm of my hand pressed tightly against her hard clitoris, stimulating that,...too. It was a way of transferring my pain to her - but not as pain, but as pleasure. And she came. Yes, all the old cliches about the woman's moanings and cries for "more" are all true. How else does one decribe actuality? But this woman I knew was different and sure enough, as I expected, I felt around my now aching fingers in her cunt an. “What do you have there?”“A few rationsss. Do you have sssome space in your bag for them, Rhys?”“Sure, toss them right in.” The sorcerer opened his bag again and Chassari dumped the items into it. “Are we set?”He looked around. Chassari favored him with a playful smile. If the idea of storming Faedal’s castle worried her, the serpent-headed woman didn’t show it. Elara seemed more alive and awake than usual, which Rhys found surprising. He reached out and squeezed her hand. “Are you all. I need you so much, it has been so long since I have had my pussy taken care of. I need my son to satisfy my carnal incest need for sex. You want to fuck me, Jim, you do, I know you do. Say you want to put your cock up inside your mother’s pussy. Please tell me that, please. I want you to tell me that!”“Oh, yes, mom, I want it so much. I have never been with a girl before. You will need to tell me if I am doing everything the way you want.”We both stripped as we moved to the sofa. It was the. He indicated to the right-hand side of the sofa. I went and sat in her seat. I told him to crawl over to me. When he reached the sofa, I made him present his arse to me. He was still short of breath from having his throat used so much. His big fat ass looked so sexy in the stretched bodystocking, being crotch-less I could see his limp useless weeny hanging down and his swollen rosebud that would be giving his “Dad” so much pleasure later in the day. I slapped him on his ass as hard as I could,.