And it was a Saturday, so why not relax? So Ellie stayed on the couch, slouched down comfortably with her feet up on the coffee table, sipping her cof...ee. Her eyes drifted back to rest on the dildo, standing on the table between her feet. Her nipples hardened again, and she even felt a bit of warmth between her legs. If she scrunched down just right, it looked like the big cock was jutting up from between her legs. She could easily pretend that it was attached to a big, muscular lover, just. My husband, my husband will be out in any minute", Sofia replied"Your husband wants you to do this, that's why he is going to the toilet every five minutes," he said."That lying son of a bitch. Please honey don't believe him", I thought."Come on, bend over and suck my cock, come on" he said, while his right hand was pushing her head in to his lap.Unfortunately for me, she believed him. Slowly, and so reluctantly, she started bending over as he kept pulling her head down. He moved his body. Another Son of Las. Not like my brother, but a descendant of my lusty father’s indiscriminate masturbation. He gave the world a facial.And birthed so many delicious creatures for my brother and me to enjoy.I wiggled my hips as the slave master quivered before Princess Naryu. The rakshasa knew how to intimidate. She owned slaves once upon a time. Her own stable of sexy studs before they were, sadly, killed in the brutal politics of the Ziggurat.I never wanted to return there. I wasn’t sure which. As cards flipped, wagers were made, and he didn't have much luck. Ted continued throwing the drinks back and before too long he ended up bowing out early, choosing to leave the party and walk home shortly before midnight (he lived barely two blocks away, anyway). Bruce was in a pretty good mood, and asked if I wanted to keep playing for a bit. Sure; why not?We continued to drink, and shortly after Ted left we ended up burning a HUGE joint; so as hand after hand was dealt, I began to get quite.