A woman with a plain metal ring around her neck - a slave's collar - rode behind the large man. She wore a sleeveless shirt tucked into knee-length tr...users that were held up with a chain. They stopped in front of a blacksmith's shop and the woman dismounted. She looked up and said, "Urgah, you and Morgan go have a beer. I can do this better without you looking over my shoulder, trust me." I trust you, Talia. If they try to cheat you I'll come back and cut their ears off." I know what I'm. "Yes, baby yes she replied" as I once again turned my attention to her beautifully spread legs .I adjusted the stirrup strap to lift her legs a bit higher in the air.I entered her soaking wet pussy with my rock hard cock from an angle I never had before thanks to the swing.It was heaven.I grasped her ass swinging her to me effortlessly.She was close to coming again but there was no way I could continue long enough for her to come.I could feel my own orgasm blowing through me like a freight. But the idea of Bella being in her sanctuary with them – even if it was only as they talked of her – Sophie was annoyed at the mere thought. Whisking past her grandfather’s library, she paused just long enough to poke her head through the door. The fourth Marquis of Hertford was snoring in front of a dying fire, a newspaper puddled at his feet. Smiling, she eased back to pull the door closed. Hurtling down the last flight of stairs, she sped into the downstairs drawing room and yanked on the. ”Samara turned herself and spread her knees wide, putting her body on display for their audience. She pulsed her thighs and bounced hard on Will’s cock, her cries getting louder. The woman sitting on the tomb just took a drink off a tin cup. Mona brought her hand onto Samara’s butt with a loud, firm slap. Samara groaned happily and ground down, a small tremble rocking her body. Will squinted into the dark, trying to see who it was that was watching. The figure on the tomb raised her cup in a.