.. we'll use the bedroom." She had decided on that, simply because the bedroom was further away, and would use up some more time... put off the horrib...e or, deal she knew that lay ahead. She looked at Max with revulsion, wondering how she was going to be able to let him touch her body, when she already hat trouble enough with her husband. She hated the triumphant leer on his coarse features as his hungry eyes took in the body he knew would soon be his to do with as he wanted.Max was happy. He'd. This did not stop me. I continued. He let go of the phone and grabbed my head, hold it tight, as my lovers sometimes did, with remarkable strength, very unusual for a boy of his age. He fucked my lips in a steady and passionate rhythm, not allowing me to stop. I knew now, that he would harvest his seed in my mouth. He came violently, taking my lips to the hilt. Fluid hot spurts invaded my mouth. A lot of. I had to swallow and I did. I liked his watery goo and I enjoyed eating it. It was. He is the slave and of coarse my vibrator collection. I have especially strong orgasms while listening him beg me to take his cock out and give him a hand job or a blowjob. I haven't let him fuck me for 4 years now. He begs for that too. Sometimes I will allow him to remove his underwear. I tell him if he begs me in the nude with his hard shaved boner pointed up to the ceiling that I will consider it. (Of course I never really do). I will let him see my tits as I play with my nipples while he. The traditional elven gown had been... altered for her wedding. Though formfitting, the flowing white robe usually covered the entirety of the bride's chest and most of the legs. This extremely slutty version her future husband had requested had her bouncy, soft milk bags and their pink suckers out in the open. The butt cheeks, as well. Only her smooth elven pussy had any decency unless the slightest of breezes during the outdoor ceremony sent the silk loincloth flapping.“I’m trying to tell you.