‘Okay. Just warn me when it’s coming.’ Paying more attention once again, she stroked him the way that elicited the loudest groans and the most t...embling. Derek’s cock began to swell and throb even more. ‘Swirl one hand around the head. Yes! Just like that. Oh Christ, I’m going to cum! Get ready, Emma! You’re going to make me cum. YEEEEESSSSSS…’ Derek’s whole cock began pulsing. She quickly moved one hand down his shaft so she could control where the semen went and with the other, she gripped. “I like my sluts small. They have the tightest quims and no blubber to make ‘em slothful or height to make ‘em uppity. A little slave knows where she stands. She knows that old Vorkarm could break her tiny neck in an ihn if he pleases. But it’s nice when they have big paps, too. Gives me something to hold on to while I use ‘em, like reins on a tharlarion. A slut won’t fight when I’ve got hold of her paps. Well, enough chit-chat. It’s feeding time, and I won’t have my catch dying on me like that. You must be surrounded by loads of very fit, gorgeous men. What's my dad got?" Loads of very fit gorgeous men who want to get between the sheets with me and then tell the newspapers to enhance their profile. No thank you. What your dad has got is far better than any of these gorgeous men. Jack likes Caitlin Laine, not Kat Lacey. I like your dad because he doesn't fawn over me, because he talks with me, argues with me if he has to, He treats me like a woman not as a Rock-star. I like your dad. He made some moaning and sighing sounds and moved his butt around on my finger. I told him I had another idea and pulled my finger out and told him I wanted to hump his crack with the Crisco all over it. Then I got right behind him and started rubbing my dick up and down between his ass cheeks. It was cool to look down and see my dick and his ass all shiney from the Crisco. Ha, Crisco was a pretty good lube. I pulled away a little and aimed the head of my dick at his hole and told him I had.