.” The words were louder than the others. She was closer. I tried to focus, but it was so hard. Minx's pussy was so hot and wet, silk sliding up and...down my cock. She fucked me so hard. My tip was so sensitive from the ointment.“Saphique, please, guide me.”Was Angela to my right? The burning friction of Minx's pussy sliding up and down my dick swelled the bliss in my cunt's depths.“You have to. She's your servant. She's so loyal to you.”Yes, yes, the right. I had to— “Matar's cock!” My cock. Courtney sat and we both looked at the huge damp patch on her bed, she certainly was a gusher. She told me she had never cum like that before.We both looked at the clock. She told me she was supposed to be going to work but didn't feel like it, she just wanted to do it all over again, “can we?” she said. I told her I would love to but her mum would be home soon. We swapped numbers and I got dressed and quickly back to work. I had just about finished one of the charging units in the ensuite. A thought hit me and I took a smooth white rock, the size of my thumb, out of my back-pack and etched a heart shape outline with my black blade, handing it to Swarta. "A token of my love." I said.Swarta steadied her breathing. Taking my gift, she said, "I will treasure it, Von," while she kissed my forehead.Stepping out into the day again, we could see Sparrow sitting cross-legged in the shelter with a young girl, regaling her with some tale, showing elaborate hand movements. Swarta looked at. " Mary Anne will microwave you some second-day beef stew," Brown replied. "It's better the second day. 'Make a new man out of you." Thanks, Butler. 'See you shortly."Butler Brown lived in Cramer Forest, near the Twin Rivers Country Club. It was a prosperous but unpretentious neighborhood bordering on the smaller of the two rivers. A bank of floodlights lit up the Brown's entire front lawn. Brown and his wife met Sam at the door.Beef stew and coffee were waiting, and Mary Anne, after briefly.