She was thirty-six years old, ten years older than Mila. Her eyes were an intense black; her hair was snowy blond. At Wotton, the two lectures had run...across the other and come to be at good terms. To Claire, Mila was the most fortunate girl in Vegas. Her hubby was a well-off guy who oversaw a booming TV house. Everything he granted his wife was overpriced.With meticulousness, Mila wheeled back towards Claire in the ease of her chair and urged herself to gently smile. Three days had slipped. That was it! She would enter his mind and call the essence of the man to return and take control. Placing her fingertips on his temples and bringing her thumbs together at the bridge of his nose, she began to let her mind enter into his.She immediately felt the chaos as the essence of his human/elf side fought the dragon side for control. His spirit was so scattered and confused, she could not separate the two. In frustration, she called out once again to Balroth for assistance.The great dragon. He removed her bra. Her firm breasts were absolutely delightful. He kissed her nipples, which tasted of the drink. You could cut glass with her nipples they were that hard. He turned her around to face the window. The neighbours lept at the vision before them (her, not him). Slowly, her removed her knickers. They struggled to release themselves from her wet pussy. Her trimmed pubic hair was wet from the drink on his fingers, her pussy was soaking for a different reason. Naked, she was heavenly.. Jen then went about walking around erin and making sure her outfit was inorder, when she lifted erin’s skirt, erin sighed a breath of resignation. “So you’ve not only lied to me, but you lied to Sir and you STILLhaven’t picked out your “toy” for the evening? Answer meslut!” “Yes ma’am I lied and no ma’am, I haven’t picked itout yet” “Then I will pick it out FOR you” At that, Jen went to the bedroom and picked out the butterfly, erin’smost favorite, and feared toy. This toy was a gift from Sir,.