So when you come into the turn I need you roll your head into your chest like this.” I felt his strong hands guide my head down. “Then when you ar... ready to flip I want you to bend your back so that you feel each vertebrae in your back flex over - like you are the peel on a banana.” I felt his hands trace lines down either side of my spine, starting at the base of my neck all the way down to the small of my back. My reaction to his firm touch completely took me by surprise, so much so that I. He started nipping at her back with his pointy teeth."Don't stop don't stop.... aaAAararraghhh don't you stop fucking my white ass don't stop! hurt it- hurt my ass... bite it... fuck my ass... fuck my white- ahh... aahhhh..." She continued to slut-babble while some of the pygmies furiously rubbed her clit and vaginal slit. Her juices flowed copiously again, lubricating every anal thrust and providing for the sudden mad thirst for European virginal fluid that seemed to have obsessed some of the. But Victor’s hands were entwined in her hair, pushing her head back down onto his large tool, choking her as he rammed it back into the warmth of her mouth. I winced at his choice of words and the debasing treatment of my innocent wife.“Do you like me calling your wife bitch?” he asked me, smiling. “She is, you know. She’s a bitch, a tramp, a fucking dirty little slut! She loves my black cock, man. Just look at the way she takes it, right to the back of her throat. I bet she never sucked you. Hopefully whoever or whatever inside was kind enough to at least let her stay the night and hopefully it wasn't infested with monsters that wanted to eat her or rape her. With a little hesitation, she knocked on the big wooden door with a knocker that had engravings of arcane symbols and the center was an engraved image of a potion with four elements surrounding it, fire, earth, air, and water.As soon as she knocked she felt a strange pull on her and immediately noticed there was magic pressure.