. you said that you never wanted to see him again” Marie protested.“I know, but I only said that to stop you seeing him again. Do you think think ...hat I didn’t know that Brad had fucked you at the resort? And about what happened at the restaurant? When I heard how you begged Brad to fuck you harder at the hotel, I knew that you would never be able to stop wanting more. So that’s why I told you that I didn’t want to see him again.”“And I was right, wasn’t I? You couldn’t resist when Brad told. "Oh, Gods... The sky will surely fall on my head now..." The young barbarian said as he panted, recollecting his breath. "I'm doomed! Doomed! It's all my fault, Gods damn it!" He was seeing red and was about to take out his revenge on a tree... until he heard a most beautiful sound."Naturá ili, renune a mi, ma runa anó~" Was that... singing? It was clearly in a foreign language, but... It was gorgeous. Whoever sang it had a voice comparable to that of an angel. He had heard tales of various. “Nnnnuhhhh, ohhh, god, good boy, mmm, yes, lick me,yesss lick me, Max, feels, so, good. Mmm, lick Mommy,big dog. Nnn, good boy” the sound of his slurping tonguefilling the moonlit room, images if his huge bloateddoggie-cock racing through her mind. Molly was beside herself. No wonder Stacy let Max lickher. Images of Max between her daughter’s legs thatafternoon, how sexy she looked, how much pleasure Maxwas giving her squealing delighted little girl, Mollyrolled her hips, pushing her bare. " replied George.The man looked George in the eye and said "That was not my question.Jane, show the man what you have between your legs."The woman blushed and then uncrossed her legs, spreading them slightlyas she pulled her skirt up far enough so that George could see that shewasn't wearing panties and didn't need a trim on the dark patch of pubichair.The man smiled and said "Good girl. Now, sir, how do you like my wife? Especially the way that she is trained to obey me and to dress for.