Both stung painfully. Ariadne continued to give me fairly hard blows, then said, “I want you to imagine you’re fucking my asshole and pump even ha...der.” “Yes, Lady.” I pumped harder, and Ariadne’s smacks eased off a bit, timed to smack me at the top of each stroke when I offered myself to her most fully. My ass smarted, but it was an entirely pleasurable feeling. My cockhead, plunged between her cum-dampened thighs, throbbed and grew. Lady Ariadne clamped her thighs together, greatly increasing. "No, not so rough."He told me.I didn't like being told no."But I have to have you...!"I replied, the desperation creeping into my voice.My hands were now gripping tight a clump of the duvet by the sides of his body.I must have got a bit too enthusiastic when I dug my nails into him as we both looked down at his chest to see just a little pinprick of blood. He pulled me to the side of him, making me get off him as he then stood up to look in the mirror.I stood up too. He wiped the little red dot. And, “Yesssss!” again when he felt the boy relax and surrender to his mouth to him.“Real slow, Brynn. No need to hurry. Special...” he cooed. “Take time … ahhhhh … Enjoy. Ahhhhh, yeah boy. You have a really nice little mouth.”Brynn felt the hardness pushing in and spreading his lips. It felt like a giant finger except it had softness as well as hardness, but mostly hardness.“Little more, Brynn. Aahhhh! Such a good boy. Pretty boy.”It seemed so surreal; so powerful; letting a grown man push his. ”The offended looks at my laughter turned to mirth and then she and her daughters cackled out merry sounds. Mary linked her arm with mine and said, “Show me your treasures, young swain.”I inclined my head and led her to the hold. I wondered at her relationship to me. She had the tell-tail Horn coloured eyes except they slanted a little more. She definitely had the nose, chin and the figure. However, her skin had a more pale tea colouring. Her hair was a shade of copper that was less common in.