After she woke up they made a soft slow love to each other and had fallen back asleep. This happened three other times during the night with Donna bei...g the instigator twice and Katie twice. It just felt like they couldn’t get enough of each other. She was already hooked on the taste of her daughter’s pussy and even though it was the first one she had ever tasted she doubted there could be a better one. She knew that she was of course biased with Katie being her daughter but it would have to be. I passed one of our goatskins filled with drinking water from the well he had just left. They considered us not worthy of even dulling their long knives with our inferior blood and allowed us to pass with dismissive waves of their muscular arms.It was easy to see that Laibah was quite upset and I attributed it to the fact that as a female she empathized with the female victims and feared that if the men knew she was of the other gender they would rape her with glee and then cut her throat to. His eyes glanced behind her at the sketch pad. She pleaded in her head, hoping he hadn't seen her sketch, or worse actually recognize the subject. "I know you, why are you still here?" He spoke, finding his voice as his lips tugged up into a smirk. His brown eyes peered around the empty room. "Yeah, um, I was just leaving!" Her voice shook as she diverted her gaze. He was wearing a well fitted pair of jeans, a blue t-shirt and brown leather jacket - he looked just as tantalizing clothed. Her. I also hoped she would keep me permanently, letting me me sniff and service forever, the divine orifice which had borne the dominatrix who had led me to her. Forever that is, until my sweet humiliating appointment with the noose, that had dispatched her husband. Her husband; the feeble male whose only purpose in life had been to seed this black widow; creating my captor. My emergence was awaited by a line of mature dommes, no doubt with spiteful bitch daughters of their own, who applauded.