She stopped for a moment and had me spread my cheeks again. Then she positioned herself so that her personal place was right on my warmth. I couldn't ...elieve how big her personal place was.It felt like a mini-length.She started a very rapid in and out movement.It felt so good. "Now I'm really playing you, she screamed. I am going to play you hard and deep until I come inside you" She was really bouncing up and down on me now and it really felt like her personal place was penetrating me. I could. I licked, probed and nibbled her sweet hole for a few minutes until her juices were flowing and she begged, "Please fuck me son. Shove that big cock of yours in Mommy's cunt."Feeling confident and sensing her need for submission, I asked her, "Who's my slut?"She didn't miss a beat, responding, "I'm your slut. Mommy is your little fuck-toy."I lifted her legs up high in the air, held them together pushed and ordered, "Beg me to fuck you."Her face flushed with excitement and horniness she begged. You are vaguely aware that you do not hear this voice in a conditional sense, but even so the city speaks to you in a voice of sweetness and warmth, but at the same time full of its sense of loss and longing."Dunsany," the city calls to you. "Henry Dunsany, my city calls to you."You float in stunned silence, finding yourself unable to respond."Dunsany, my city calls to you for she needs her king," the city's voice entreats you once again. "When will you come to us, O dream-traveler?" I.... And you continue to dishonor and disrespect me.”He tapped the desk with a long slender finger, like he was trying to figure something out, an equation that would make it all fall into place.“I think I’ve reached the end in trying to help you. Maybe boarding school would be the best option.”Astrid’s head whipped up and her voice came out far too loud, even if she hadn’t meant it to.“No! Don’t send me away. Just punish me. Please, you can’t, this… this is my home!”Oswald leaned back in the chair,.