I sat at the computer trying desperately to find myself a story to get off to. I sat there stroking my big black dildo that you got me and rubbed it e...sily against myself while I searched through the story titles. I came to one about a woman being the entertainment at a bachelor party for one of her husband’s friends. While I read through the story I rubbed the hard dildo harder and harder against my clit until I just had to feel it inside me. I slowly inserted it in and grabbed the little blue. If you look past the chunkiness' you may enjoy it.* * *Slave War of ZhorYou are Visp, a proud and prosperous pimp, slave lord and pleasure housemaster of the city of Xeft. For the last few months you have beenembroiled in deadly conflict with Yohsl, a rival crime lord, a war thatyou soon plan to win.At the moment you lurk in the shadows of the seedy alley, ignoring thesmells and grime. This alley is like all the nameless alleys that zig zagand curve through the heart of the beggars quarter. The. "Most mothers would want to make their sons chicken soup after what Ihave been through and you want to play with my useless cock." Most mothers don't have sons that are sissies," she replied with a laughas she opened her rather large handbag to show me what she had brought upfrom Australia for me. "And most mothers wouldn't be looking forward tousing this on their sons."As I stared at the long black dildo in my mother's bag I could feel awave of erotic energy rush through me and I realised. My cock was pressing against her navel, and she moaned. We let each other go and removed her towel. Even though we had fucked a lot, she was looking shy today. That made me want her even more. I wanted to lick her so bad, so I made her lie on her stomach.I started to lick her neck, and then I started to lick her wet, sweaty back. “Baby, you taste so good,” I said. I moved to her ass. I bit her ass cheeks and gave them a tight slap. “Aah,” screamed my Nidhi. I bit her ass. “Fuck, why’d you bite.