“Yes, my Prince.” She brightened.“Let’s skip the title, it’s a secret and requires a conversation. Okay?” She nodded assent.“As to the o...her, the rule in my house is that women always get pleased before I do ... if possible. I really want to get a “pleasured” look from you, you really are beautiful, inside and out. I’m greedy for that memory - a memory of looking down and seeing your happy face from cumming on my cock. You give such good giggles ... you know that.” I touched her navel. She. Lesly’s tongue teased the sweet folds of flesh between Susan’s legs. As Lesly ate her pussy she grabbed and pulled on her nipples Soon Susan’s hips were moving in slow circles pressing into Lesly’s face. Knowing that she was being watched added to her excitement. She was breathing hard and with every breath she would let out a loud sensual moan. It wasn’t long before she was engulfed with pleasure and her legs started to shake. She grabbed the back of Lesly’s head and pulled her face tightly. I shooed him to the far side of the big bed and readied myself for the Big Bear's weapon. "I won't hurt you," he said, "I've had many women now."His entry did hurt a bit but it was nothing I couldn't withstand without crying out and soon I was thrusting back to meet his loins. When I glanced at Roger he silently mouthed 'whore' and I felt like giving him a backhander but was too busy holding on to JeanPaul. I almost couldn't get his near hard prick in my mouth to clean it and had to lick up and. The other was that it helped buffer the miasma of emotion that threatened to overwhelm me. I was a relatively weak Empath, meaning I could feel what others were feeling, but only if they were feeling it very strongly. With a field full of mourning people, I needed all the help I could get.Finally making it through the crowd, we found ourselves facing a raised stone platform, the mounds of the dead resting on it. Around the perimeter of the crowd were four people in chairs; the only ones not.