Mary tried to scream in horror as the icon for dance lit up and she found herself joining the grid of dancing girls. For song after song Mary watched ...s a passenger as her body danced in time and tune with the other women. Each song was a cover of a love song meant for a cowboy to swoon a cowgirl, but each case she listened to a woman pinning and declaring her love for “The woman of my life” and “My perfect bride.”As they danced, Mary started to notice things out of place about some of the. Kneeling I began to mouth his great huge cock inside his silky smooth panties I could feel it pulsating on my lips as e moaned my gigantic tits rubbing his thighs as my lips vibrated over his super cock shaft,it was leaking like a river ,pree cum flowing heavy soaking his panties ,I was on fire as much as Rocky was burning hot now ,I needed my giant to hold me and wanted him so tall ver me ,I helped him on with my big 8 inch thigh high boots ,as he stood so gigantic tall over me I looked up in. ’ ‘He won, didn’t he?’ Mohan jumped eagerly waiting for an answer, like a hungry St Bernard waiting for his bone. ‘No he didn’t.’ the grandfather replied simply, shaking his head ever-so-slightly. ‘But why?’ Mohan whined, ‘You said he was so good.’ ‘I know. But you see, while he was fighting, he saw a girl standing in the audience.’ Mohan blushed at the words, and his Grampa smiled too, and continued. ‘He was distracted for only a moment… And the sword hit his knee…’ the old man closed his. Even though he was quick and regretful,those few moments of his weight on her were bliss. Enough to make her pleasure herselfon the nights she spent alone in her bed, while he lay on the other side of the wall. Maybeif she didn’t get pregnant right away she could beg more time together. On those nights atleast he slept in her bed.With the same intensity he stared at the woman, Portia watched him. His face wasflushed, and disapproval wrinkled his brow, but his eyes were still fevered and black.