That's when reality slapped him in the face. His kill was obviously the close kin of a pig, was definitely not part of the bovine family, and ... acco...ding to the book, pork was a poor candidate for drying unless he had an abundant amount of salt to go with the smoking process. The breed frequently carried something, particularly in the wild, called trichinosis, and the meat had to be well cooked for safe consumption. With the abundance of fat interspersed in the meat, the fat would tend to. The last few required more effort, Mistress Bianca’s arm tightening around her waist while Anna cried out sharply as her tightly puckered opening stretched to its limit. Then it was done and Anna slumped slightly against her Mistress as she panted raggedly. “There we go,” Mistress Bianca purred, giving her slave a final kiss on the side of her neck. “Ready to proceed?”“Y-yes, Mistress…” Using a small key hanging from a chain around her neck, Mistress Bianca unlocked Anna’s cuffs and hung. !He pulled my clit between his lips. It was an electric feeling. I was looking at the ceiling and moaning with my mouth wide open.It was a swivel chair I was sitting on. Why did he choose exactly this chair? Soon I came to know that as well.He was sucking me very powerfully and now moving the chair to both sides, making my pussy get pulled everytime he did that. I was almost off the borders.-ahh…oh my god…imad, that is too much! Oh I love it…www!-I was biting my lower lip then. Then he did. I only see her from the side, at first. Her petite body is partially hidden as she reclines in the overstuffed chair. My first thought is that the flickering light of the candles in the otherwise muted darkness must be playing tricks on my eyes. As I move closer though, my heart begins to thrum in my chest as I realize this is no mirage.With nothing but her thin, white robe partially covering her arms and shoulders, Linsey is comfortably reclining in the chair. Her beautifully toned, bare left.