The ride home was filled with what will this late afternoon bring in the way of pleasure.I opened the door to a smiling Sarah and invited her in. The...first kiss as we closed the door told me I was going to be happy she had called. Her tongue was down my throat and her hands were all over my crotch. I felt her tits knowing how she loved to have them played with. We broke from the embrace and moved to the couch in the living room. This was one hot Mom and I could tell she was dying to tell me. I would tell him that my pussy belonged to my lover, I wanted to be clean, and he would have to wait his turn. It would drive my husband crazy with lust and I enjoyed the torture.Truth is, I hate condoms. If I'm making love with another man, I want him to finish inside of me. On a primal level, he's not dominating me and using my purpose as a woman unless he has left his seed in me. There's that point right before a man cums that he cannot control.Once he's gone past the point of no return, his. She shook her ass for me, again, making it move like mad, so fast I almost fell out of her several times.She ground against me, harder and faster than I’d ever felt… for almost a half hour it went on, and I was gasping for breath, when she shook herself one last time and screamed as she came, dragging my own explosive orgasm along with her… We came together, the slave and I, and it was a wonderful sensation… and we fell onto the bed, exhausted.I woke suddenly, and realized that in my. "Your hosts, the Rothschilds, are semi-innocent bystanders in this war, mostly because their biochemistry is so different from the two main antagonists that they don't compete with either of them. And humanity was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time."This time it was Gamma that commented. "You mean to tell us that humanity is nearly extinct just because a documentary about us was going to get better ratings than somebody else's show?" he asked incredulously.Prime's voice sounded almost.