She continued to suck him as he circled her clitty she was almost climbing the walls until he told her to turn over. There was a condom on the bed and...he looked at it very briefly before smiling at me there’s no way he was going to put it on. He lined up behind her and he held her bum up as he showed me her pink pussy lips and then he pressed his Big Black bulbous head against my wife’s pussy and said now show your husband what you really want. He tormented her and it became clear he wasn’t. "My name is--"Rhone touched her fingers gently to the girl's lips, silencing her."Stop. That is not your name any more. You left it behind along withthe rest of that who you once were. This evening there will be a namingceremony, and you will take your true name then. In the meantime," sheoffered the girl her hand, "I shall be delighted to show you about theplace. We are but a small outpost--the Great City has a conclave withover a thousand acolytes at any one time--but I think you will. Chris was more than happy to pound her. The rhythmic smacking of skin being silenced only by the moans of the incestuous lovers. Her well lubricated pussy hungrily pulled his erect cock into her. She orgasmed again, had laughed to herself while thinking she needed a counter to keep track. Noone had ever made her cum like this before. Neither in amount or pure level of power that he got out of her. As she came, he pulled out of her and rolled her over onto all fours. His head teased her asshole. Well, not Rainbow, but a colorful name suited her artistic sensibility and the vibrancy of the fuck cluttered her mind with intensity.Tay Smytheson had been a young mother, having given birth to Thyme when she had been only fifteen. When she'd been Thyme's age she'd had two c***dren already! And then she'd died young. That scenario wasn't really what Thyme wanted for herself. And the invading thoughts of her mother really pissed on her pleasure. This certainly wasn't a factory girl.