" Hannibal pushed the red icon after hearing an affirmative grunt from Edom. He then turned on an electric light and got up to wash and dress."How eas... it is to live like a god," thought Hannibal as he washed his hair in the hot shower and sweet soaps. "And how easy it is to get used to their magical arts." His eyes blinked at an unsettling thought. Today was the last day of their gentle captivity. How difficult would it be to go back to his non-magical world?Hannibal and his crews had spent. Looking down I could see my breasts hanging and swaying. Lifting my eyes, I saw my husband watching eagerly.I felt the strand of my thong violently pulled back and to the side making a tearing noise. My body stumbled backward into Devonte. He wrapped his muscular arms around my waist to steady me.“Did you here that tearing sound?” Devonte asked my husband.He nodded his head yes.“That’s the sound your wife’s pussy will make when I plow it home,” he growled.My throat felt contracted to the point. I thought he would understand if I tell the truth . After I finished I looked at him .What the fuck . There was tears in his eyes . Flowing like a river . That was not only unexpected but also broke my heart in many pieces . I never made him, happy or laugh . But I made him cry . .“ How could u ? How could u do that to me . I loved u and this is what I get in return ? ” – he stopped yelling . That’s not something I expected . I thought he might be angry but this is beyond my expectations . He. Myself, I had a hard-on that was threatening to rip out of my pants. I was uncomfortable not only from that, but with the situation in general.The couple on the screen were going at it with gusto. Still kneeling between her legs, the young man pistoned in and out while the young lady squirmed and bucked and moaned. She had one hand busy at her clit, and the other busy tugging at one nipple or the other. She looked possessed by passion and lust. The young man started pumping rapidly, obviously.