. She had begged him not to make her do this, but as usual Cornelius brought out the whip and a few lashings later Marianne was willing to do anything...he wanted.She heard the dogs begin to bark, then saw the neighbor's front door open and Tom Crutchfield walk out on his porch and begin calling the dogs. She hesitated, but Cornelius' stern voice came strong and threatening."Now, Marianne! Give him a show!"Her hand trembled but she flipped on the light and threw back the curtains to allow the. Soon I was inspecting the briefs much closer for the streaks of the dried cum near the cock hole area. Finding it clean, only the naughty thoughts came to my mind. Maybe the guy consumed his essence all the time, maybe he was saving it for someone special, he was going to fuck soon. Maybe he always came in a sock or a cum rag. This was making me think on and on where this guy shot his load of cum, because he did not leave any trace in the briefs. It was making me so horny that I did not give a. Struggling with all his strength, Andrew is no match for the minotaur, not only in strength but in experience too, with no females of its species, the minotaur is cursed to forever rape elven and human women for release of its constant sexual tension. With the potent poison of the scorpion flowing through its veins the beast no longer cares for the sex of it's victim, merely driven by a mindless hunger to pound it''s throbbing member into something tight and warm. The minotaur presses into. The mistress set one right on her belly button. The base was about four inches wide, so there was not much of a chance that it would fall, but Andrea was worried about the wax spilling onto her stomach. Before she could think about it too much, she watched in horror as her mistress tilted the other one right over her left breast. "Please, no!" she yelled as she saw the wax spill out the top and land on her tits. It burned when it made contact, but cooled within seconds. "Shut your mouth,.