The emaciated girl could do nothing but shiver with fear as Tracyapproached her with an angry look on her face. This time punches rather than slaps ra...nedodwn on her head and shoulders as she tried to dodge them. Then Tracy landed a kick intoher ribcage and the girl rolled onto her side and screamed in agony as the spiked cuntrings ate into her flesh. The next few moments were kind of hazy, but when Tracy came outof her rage she had her hands around the girl's throat and was squeezing the life. I would give this queen the pleasure that she needed. That she craves...And Aingeal would die.“Yes, your Majesty,” I said with all the submission I could. It was such a foreign concept to me. But I swallowed my ego for Aingeal. I lead her into Faerie. I put her in a position to lose her life, and I owed her to do anything to save her.I rose, feeling the queen's eyes on my naked, muscular body. My cock thrust hard before me. Despite how foreign this felt, there was something exciting about. Becca moaned loudly as I thrust in deeper. I turned us around and set Becca on my desk without my cock leaving her sweet pussy. “Becca, you’re incredible. My cock feels so good in your tight pussy,” I said.“Bret, give me that cock like you wanted to do when you first met me this morning. Fuck me like the slut I wanna be for you. Your cock feels so good,” she explained as she ripped my shirt off my body. I did the same to her. Her shirt was torn open, exposing her beautiful breasts begging. After dessert, we went to the living room, got on the couch and put on some nice music. We all kind of waited for something to happen and the mood got tight again. We all were aroused tough. When a “My way” version of Robbie Williams was on, Clara stood up, said “I love this song, Martin get up and dance with me!”. Linda and myself were sitting on couch, next to each other, watching this beautiful couple slow dancing, kissing and touching each other. That grew my cock from semi- to full erect..