”“Let’s do it,” both women smile as they position themselves on the bed, Gloria on her back, knees up, legs open to accommodate Anne. “I can...taste my man’s cock,” Anne smiles as they passionately kiss each other on the lips before Anne teases Gloria’s cunt lips with her fingertips.“Love your big tits, what do you do to keep them so firm?” Anne asks she licks each of Gloria’s very erect nipples in turn. “And I love your glorious big ass, what do you do to keep it so firm? It really is. After the last drink, before we would be turning in. He turned on the TV to a midnight movie channel, which showed x-rated movies. Cindy got up; she said she was going to change for bed. I watched her hot ass go toward the bedroom.I couldn't help but say, 'Damn'. Jim saw me looking and just laughed. He was proud of his wife and had good reason to be. She came back in the living room wearing a t-shirt and pajama bottoms. She even looked hot in them. I could see she had removed her bra. Her. Husband…. Hadvar… Carthalo… anyone… oh, oh yes I need it so badly….” It was all Carthalo could do not to go give her what she clearly wanted so desperately. Then, she did something so bizarre that Carthalo wasn’t sure if he had seen it, she produced Alvor’s blacksmithing hammer from behind the counter; a good sized, wooden handled, hammer that she held In her hand, and then proceeded to slowly rub around her soaking wet pussy. From the angle she was holding the hammer, it even looked like a. No transforming. You’re his.”“His!” Mother glared at me. Then she drew in her breath.“Tug on it, Kurtis,” Lasla said as fear rippled through me.I yanked hard.The chains choked off my mother’s breath attack. Her eyes bulged as the links dug into her flesh. Her entire body trembled. She shook her head, sapphire hair dancing. She grabbed at the chains, struggling to pull them from her throat.I relaxed my pull.She gasped for air.“If you can’t be good, Mother, then you’re going to get treated like a.