’ This Glade knew to be true. Demure had frequently remarked on her desire to become pregnant and her greatest concern was just who the father would...be. But try as she would, Demure was no more successful in becoming impregnated by one of the natives of the village than she had been by her husband, Lord Valour. ‘It’s so fucking frustrating!’ Demure moaned to Glade as her menstrual cycle once again culminated only in the monthly release of blood. ‘If I was a mother I’d automatically gain. But don’t worry about it.” That wasn’t really an answer, and she certainly didn’t want to get pregnant. But she wanted him badly. She nodded and he began slipping it in…tantalizingly slow. Even with her wetness, it hurt, but it was a sweet pain. He paused when he was about halfway in. Then, without warning, he plunged the massive cock deeply into her. She gasped in shock, then sighed roughly as he filled her completely…and then some. She felt Lex’s enormous cock stretch her almost to the. "don't swallow" I hissed Angie moved a few inches aside to let me in, and to finish her wank, she moaned loudly as she came (#3)The prince come in my face, all across my brow, dripping off my eyebrow, and down the side of my nose.I opened my mouth to catch it. At this point the prince stuck his cock in my mouth where I sucked him off, until there was nothing left and he withdrew. Ange came in , her tongue still carrying his initial load ( the thick stuff ) and stuck her tongue in my mouth to. She was rather tall, light-skinned and slim for an Arab girl. She was dressed in Western style, with a light, green silken dress, nylons and high heels. In her hand she carried a long, whippy malacca cane and she brought it down to the edge of the stage, as she flexed it almost double, to show the audience its springiness and giving an inviting smile to the wealthy patrons seated in front of the low stage. She then slowly went over to the chair and first knelt on it to test its strength, moving.