Sie streckte ihren dicken und breiten Hintern in die Höhe. In ihrer braunen und leicht behaarten Rosette steckte ein Metallplug. Sie sah über ihre S...hulter und lächelte wieder mit einem breiten Grinsen. Komm fick mich, mach es mir jetzt richtig. Ich ging näher heran um mir ihren Hintern in aller Ruhe zu betrachten. Erst jetzt viel mir aber auch noch mehr auf. Im Garten war mir der Geruch nach Geilheit, Urin und Schweiss nicht aufgefallen. Jetzt schoss mir der Duft in die Nase.Sie war geil,. Do you already know how you want to start as our Mistress?" Wait and see so soon. I know well what I want. Punishing curious guys is part of my plan, Peter!"It seems to yield a very 'funny' expression at my face, as both girlfriends burst out in laughter.We roll another one and fill our glasses. Each of us lost in private dreams, it seems for a while.Coolly I reflect. Close to midnight now, time for some more provocation of almost Mistress Marina."I noticed how eagerly you compete for my sexual. "“And do you, Aranel of the Willowtree, swear to endure unimaginable and unending pain? To give birth multiple times a day, even if your half-demon children have to wriggle between your birth canal and their father’s cock to come out? To live on nothing but backwashed cum and shameful orgasms? To be shared between your husband’s friends, should he feel like it sometimes? To feed an entire brood with the milk of your plump, juicy tits...“OK, we get it...” Aranel interrupted. “That all sounds. I was famished and ordered steak and lobster with an expensive wine. I didn’t say much during dinner but enjoyed my food and had a big smile. The waiter fell all over himself to help us. My short skirt and boobs on display didn’t hurt. After coffee when we got up to leave I looked down at the chair I had been sitting in. It was fabric and there in the middle of it was a very large glob of fresh semen. My skirt must have ridden up again and I didn’t know I had started leaking the black guys.