Her stories were more pedestrian in their nature and relied upon more traditional scenes of punishment, blackmail and forced sexual servitude. There w...uld be no rape, incest and ?snuff? in her stories, but they would be great.She knew that she had it just right, she knew that many readers would follow her stories with great interest and expectation. She was very confident that more than one person might even relieve some sexual tension while reading the story she had so carefully crafted.She. No matter what the past was, this was now and she knew what she needed. And that was to cum! She focused on her clit as Brian did with his tongue. She began to grind against his mouth, which only caused more pressure on her clit and in turn, caused Brian to make his flicking and circling actions that much more intense. Brian kept going. He had to try and keep up with her gyrations as her ass had come off of the bed and lifted in the air. It was obvious that she was cumming and very hard at. Isn’t that right, Brittney?” I pulled back and looked into her eyes.Brittney’s dark eyes looked down in shame. “Yes,” she husked. I tilted her head up and kissed her again.I pulled away from Brittney no matter how reluctantly and turned to Mandy. God damn but she was a sight. Her face was flushing as she watched me and her friend make out. Her large breasts. “So before I take you on as my girl, then we’ll have to have a try out.” I held out my hand to her. “Or are you going to chicken out. I would do anything to be back there.’ Ava snapped, still angry about the entire staged situation and more so with herself as she felt a deadly and unstoppable attraction to this man. ‘And you sir, do you miss the…sea?’ she awkwardly spluttered, blushing hot up her cheeks. Mendoza’s eyes narrowed, and darkened, ‘Yes Miss Moreau, I do miss the sea. But my time has come, to do my duty as a man and to my King, and…’ he stalled. Ava noticed his simmering frustration to her question, changing his.