Their bodies so close. Her chest on his, her legs around his, her lips on his. He moves his hands to her thighs and starts stroking. The top of her t...ighs, the softness of her skin so apparent to him. He slips his hand to the inner of her thigh, and strokes gently. Her moans a little louder now as she stops kissing his lips and starts to kiss his neck, sighing as she feels his hands caressing her inner thighs. It isn’t long before she feels his hand start to stroke her centre, not penetrating. The meeting lasted two hours and Tiffany’s heart sank as the two businessmen shook hands on a deal for the haulage firm. As Tiffany and Jack went to leave the office William smiled. “I’m looking forward to working closely with you Tiffany.” He words sent a shiver down her spine“Yeah me too.” She lied as she gave him a fake smile and left the room with Jack. Once they were out the room Jack asked Tiffany what she thought of her new boss, despite hating lying to him she told Jack that he seemed. You are a lowly peasant farmer, a male, that lives in a tiny satellite village outside of a huge human city named Freehold, ruled by the wicked Queen, Lucille Grimtalon. You’re a farmer, your parents before you were farmers, and their parents before them were farmers. It’s a sad, brutal life filled with woe and misery, famine and war, lords and lieges. You live alone in a humble farmstead that you pay exorbitant rent to your cruel Baroness, Liv Williams.One day however, as you are tilling the. He would lift my legs till my feet touched the wall and slowly grind into my up turned butt. He would order me to slowly stroke my own dick and not cum as he worked my stretched open anal cavity. Daryl would lower mu legs to his thighs and capture my shoulders in his hands, pulling me down to him as he grind into my willing body. Daryl knew that as the lust build I would not be able to refuse his desires. I could feel Daryl's stunted cock head rubbed against my inner anal sphincter muscle.