" Oohhhh" she slowly ran her hand along the thick shaft, the dragons scent slowly suppressing her initial shyness, making her bolder in her attentions... "C-can I lick it?", "Yes, by all means young one" he murrs as she smiles and does such, first kissing the head of it like a long lost lover before licking around it slowly. "Oh my, that feels quite good" he growls softly in pleasure as she licks a little faster and further along, his cock leakign a steady trickle of pre now. Finally she comes to. “Do not move.”My already soaking pussy contracts again when I hear a deep menacing voice half whisper, "Do not move.”I'll not move a muscle. He will know if I do and I can't bear disappointing him.“Close your eyes, my sweet. Quiet your mind, take your time. Tell me when you are ready.”I try to relax and clear my mind of everything but His voice. I need to feel his presence here with me. I whisper into my phone that I'm ready for him, and that I want him.“Can you feel my fingertips brushing a. You fling them out to reach and pound at his chest out of sheer pretense, now."Stop," he commands you, as you roll the small of your back into the mattress to reach for him. Again, to your own surprise, you comply."Be a good whore," he taunts. "Curve your back the other way. Slip your hands under there like a good slut." Doing everything he instructs you to, you do not even question your desire to obey. The entire time your thoughts are basic as you gasp loudly as the head of his shaft pops. Abigail went back to the guest room and was gone a very long time.When she returned, I knew she was leaving.After beating around the bush for a while, Abigail said, "My lawyer says I inherit a lot of money that I didn't know we had. My husband has been accepting large amounts of foreign deposits into a joint account that I forgot we had. No telling where he got the money, but it is apparently mine now. I need to go home and deal with burying him." She looked sad and anxious, but not displeased..