The onlyproblem is that it seems I keep letting him talk me intostaying with her and being a part of his schemes to weanherself away from her sluttish...behavior. He has been helping us for five years. Each time wego in to see him, he seems to have good reasons why shedoes what she does, but no criticism for what she does,like I often do. Even though he sees her trampish behavioras her searching for something or the other, there is neverany condemnation of it. In the end, it seems as if things. He remembered her creamy, full breasts filling his hands with their pert nipples in his mouth as he sucked and nibbled on them. He could still picture these same lovely breasts bouncing as she rode his cock like she couldn’t get enough. Who was this woman? And why did he keep dreaming about her?Katarina jumped up on the bed and nudged Phoenix back to awareness.“Hello sweet kitty!” he said, petting her from head to tail. “You wouldn’t know anything about this woman I keep dreaming of, would. I’m a little nervous, but confident. First of all let me introduce myself… My name is Ziomara, 21 years old, 5’5, 120 lbs, long silky black hair, large brown eyes, succulent lips, nice perky tits, and an ass that won’t quit. I’m a full blooded Mexican, and damn proud! Straight from the beautiful state of Sinaloa, where the ladies are not only beautiful… They are dangerous hahaha… I’ve always been labeled the “black sheep” of the family, mainly because I’m a free spirit. I come from a very. I feel the cold floor as I walked barefoot with them.After many twists and turns, we finally reached our destination. Weentered a well lit room. The room looks like a medieval dungeon. Therewas a black wooden stock in ore area. There was a shower area with achair and a silver tray by the area. I saw a x rack against the leftstone wall. In the right corner of the dungeon, there was a room like theone I was imprisoned in.In the middle of the dungeon, sat a 6'0 female dressed like Ilsa, SheWolf of.