The broken sobs of “Please! Please!” shatter my heart, and I stumble back to the sofa, where the naked Sophie Turner helps me sit down and cradles...my head into her massive breasts as I start to cry like a pathetic baby.“He’s wanted this a long time, Reuben. You shouldn’t have given her to him. She's my best friend and I’ve tried to keep her from him for years. She won’t be the same any more, she'll be his.”Her words cut to my heart, but she stroked and coddled my hair. Meanwhile in the bedroom. My face is composed and serene as always, but it is a mask beneath which intense emotions lurk; emotions which flicker across my eyes when I am distracted. I am ever thus and would not be otherwise. Resignation and acceptance of a slave’s lot are death; the death of the soul and the defeat of the spirit. The Darrakhai might enslave my body but, with each passing day, they unwittingly embolden my spirit.I place two fingers into my pussy; wetting them well with Jaano’s abundant man-seed, which. “So good! Oh, yes, yes, yes! I love cumming while everyone watches me!”“Me, too!” I whimpered, my right hand thrusting down between my thighs. I had to stop this. I couldn't take any more orgasms. They were too much. They rippled through me. The tip of my dick ached. My ovaries were sore.I ripped the vibrator out of my snatch and heaved a sigh of relief as my orgasm crashed into buzzing bliss. I leaned back in my chair, my fingers slipping out of Amelia's snatch. As the Dolby Theater thundered. Ana gasped and put her head down on her arms, arching her back to let this nigger fuck her violently. The third guy, Clay, suddenly moved closer and grabbed Ana by her hair, slapping his hardness against my wife’s cheeks. She obediently took his cock into her mouth while the leader pounded her cunt from behind with no mercy at all.Clay shoved himself more and more into her mouth, until with one last violent stroke his cock entered her throat and this sent him right over the edge. He held.