Zu meiner Rechten stand Clorus, mein persönlicher Berater. Auch er war ein Überbleibsel aus der Zeit meines Vaters. Er war mit seinen 34 Jahren noch...relativ jung. Seine überaus festliche Kleidung die er jeden Tag zur Schau trug, und seine fettigen schwarzen zur Seite gekämmten Haare haben ihm den Spitznamen „die Schlange“ eingebracht. Und genau das war er auch. Ein schmieriger Speichellecker wie er im Buche steht. Seine Leidenschaft für das Foltern war im ganzen Land bekannt.Wieder öffnete sich. “Wow!” I rubbed my erection over my pants as I stared at Lyana's half-naked body. My heart is beating faster as lust overcame my mind. My eyes feasted on the sight of her body drooping on the chair with her head lolled back, with her bra the only thing obscuring her boobs from my malicious gaze.“Oh, Lyana. You are so fucking hot”I spent about 5 minutes just staring at her bra-clad breasts rise and fall with her breathing.I finally snapped out and placed my hands under her knees and against her. I dreamed of Madison.The next morning at breakfast nothing was said, a normal act was put on. When my wife left for work as Madison come in from her morning jog and I from working out in the basement, I asked her if she was OK, that comments got out of hand last night and I hoped she was not offended. She said she was not offended, the comments went both ways and we would just both have to be careful in what was said. I gave her a hug and asked if she was coming home right after class and. "I want to taste your come honey so bad, but my pussy is aching for that monster too!" "Do you want me to fuck you now and pull out to come in your mouth," Colin enquired, "Because I can honestly get hard real quick and I am a heavy cummer." "That sounds devine but we have all night and I intend to milk you dry many times," was my wanton wife's reply. By this time I had my rock hard cock in my hand again and was wanking furiously. I heard Colin say something about condoms and lube as Karen said.