He squinted his eyes and cocked his head, but he could not make them look like a dragon now that he had been in their company for two days. He could n...t understand how he could have mistaken them that first evening. He turned his face back to the North and jogged off down the hill toward the intended campsite.When he reached the river, he saw that not only was the grass matted down around a fire-circle, but that the camp appeared to have been abandoned recently as ashes were still warm in the. She was much younger than peter and knew he enjoyed looking at her firm body. A strong hand gripped her left ankle she felt her leg pulled towards the foot board then released, she tested it, yes he had clipped her ankle to the restaint. Now the other leg, she feigned resistance pulling against his grip but to no avail he had her at his mercy again..She stiffled her grin but could feel her heart speed up and her pussy start to moisten.Seconds became minutes as she lay her breasts exposed her. The Master smiled gently and spoke with his soft, dark voice.“You are beautiful.”Michaels eyes filled with tears of joy, as his Master bowed forward to kiss him. He could feel his lips softly pressed onto his own around the hard gag. The scent of Masters hair was marvellous, and Michael breathed deeply while bending towards his beloved Masters strokes.The Master gave him the satisfaction to breathe after all. Michael remembered a time, when he had to wear this iron mask, and could neither see. I cried out and jacked him off harder and faster. His spare hand pressed against my throat firmly and he looked into my face. I could feel myself going weak at the knees as my orgasm built. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, moaning louder and louder, drowning in the moment, when he stopped. I groaned and looked at him in disbelief. “Not yet?” he teased. He knelt down in front of me and pushed my legs apart, inserting his tongue into my pussy. “Oh fuck that feels amazing,” I moaned as.