Gale laid her back on the snow-white comforter, pausing to admire the beautiful contrast of her chocolate brown skin against it before lowering himsel... on top of her, taking her mouth again before moving down to taste her nipples. She half-groaned, half-whimpered, an electrifying sound that made his cock harden even more and he slid back up to kiss her again before moving back down. ‘No, Gale.’ She pulled his head up, planting kisses across the bridge of his chin. ‘This is for you.’ Her words. Her thighs and buttocks were thicker. Lines creased her once smooth face. But Demure had changed much more. It wasn’t just age that had changed her. A deep scar was cruelly gashed across her left cheek and forehead. Her left eye was dull, grey and sightless. She was limping on the same side. Her right arm was twisted and viciously scarred. But when Demure smiled at the shaman’s wife she radiated a look of love that was rare enough even in the days when they slept and made love together every. You had nothing to apologize for because it was her fault,” Amanda told me. “Despite our Master’s preference to call us his pets, the truth is that we’re his slaves. She knew what was expected of her, and she failed to fulfill her duties. She never held it against you and would be embarrassed, even now, to hear you say you were to blame in any way. On an entirely different note, what did Master say when you called him?”“We’ll discuss that when Elizabeth returns, so I don’t have to go over it. When the third button came undone I saw a glimpse of her bra and my pecker popped up.Mom laughed, Andrea stood up, and then she dragged me back up to my bedroom. That time she got on the bed and I got to fuck her until I came. I liked being in control because it felt better. I still cum quickly but she seemed to like it anyway.Back downstairs Mom let me rest and recover as we talked and then that third button got me again. Andrea said that she was tired of hauling my ass up the stairs and asked.