Her look got really serious as she stated, “Surely there is something from me you want”. I laughed and said, “Sure a blow job would be good”. ...o my surprise she walked over got on her knees undid my jeans and pulled out my now hard cock. Unlike the daughter she took it all the way down her throat like a pro. “Mmmm, this tastes like pussy” she moaned. I told her that I had fucked my lady friend that morning and that was the taste. “I thought it tasted familiar”, she giggled in between bobs of. I had been particularly been looking forward to this one, I’d taken her home after catching her eye at the bar, buying her a drink or two, and very gently sliding my hand up her skirt under the table, watching her glaze over slightly as my fingers brushed the outside of her underwear. She was gorgeous, the polar opposite of me, with small tits, long, red hair, and bright green eyes, though we were both totally bare. Caressing her breasts with my mouth, I knew what I wanted to do. I had stripped. We had used magic to make us graceful, but the wolves were creatures of pure magic and it showed in everything they did. Never had I seen what poetry two wolves giving one another pleasure could be, and looking away was near impossible. Around the chessboard witch and wolf alike watched with the same focus I did, and I saw the crowd reflected my flare of arousal. Oh, that was no good, I moaned to myself. I didn’t want to have anything in common with the rest, but this was a feast for the eyes.. She was in a steady orgasmic state from the whipping, tens unit ( which switched from vib to shock at random) to the clamps pulling her nipples. Finally the time was up and the computer shut off everything and released her hands and unlocked the key box. Jill released herself from the table and barely could make it up the steps to her bed as she was totally wiped out from the 2 hours of pure pleasure and hell. In the morning she was sore and her body had large welts. She got up had.