She hadn't meant to, but her gaze fell directly back into the eyes of the creature. Her conviction to "snap out of this madness" lasted all of a few h...artbeats before the creature's influence took over again. "What's the harm in it?" a dreamy voice sounded in her head. "He's not going to hurt you! Besides, look at him!" she thought to herself. The creature's hand passed over a sensitive spot on the back of Beth's neck, and her eyes closed again. Her legs trembled again, this time in a new way.. She couldn’t get a good idea for the length without exciting him to fullness.Ashley asked and he apparently was a farmer boy, although he worked raising pigs and chickens rather than shepherding sheep as his name might suggest. His village had good sheep though, he proudly told her. Apparently Ashley would get her commoner’s son after all. She couldn’t wait to feel his hands on her as she rode him.As they prepared to go, Ashley noticed that Ram’s sister looked very sad. Ashley guessed her to be. This is where Robert G came in. Robert G was a self-proclaimed whore monger turned whore entrepreneur. He had a talent for choosing women who would perform naturally in front of the camera and provide the necessary amount of eye candy to his millions of subscribers. His audience was vast and had very particular tastes in women and porn. Robert struggled to keep his porn empire thriving and began searching for something unique and different from the mainstream, something that would set him and. I got to my knees, pulled her legs apart and took a nice look at her stare at her spread crotch – womanhood bulging through her tiny green thong. I pressed by nose right up into her covered pussy and took a deep inhale in, taking in her intense musk. It’d had been a full 24 hours since she’d showered; and even though she put that green thong on in the morning, the pleasant stench of her cunt was overpowering – and I couldn’t get enough of it.She knew it was my favorite thing in the world to eat.