Your mouth opens automatically, naturally, yearning, wanting, desiring, needing to be used in this way. I pull your head back rather harshly and look ...nto your eyes and say “No. Not until I say so, understood?” You remember again, fortunately, that words are prohibited. You nod silently, still holding your mouth open in a begging sort of invitation for me to take out my passions in its warm wet recesses. I take just a moment to roughly pull your top open and your breasts spill out, completely. Then, without a word, Marjorie pulled away from Allison and leaned back, her head near me, her feet pressed against the couch. Allison then climbed over her on all fours, her head moving down on Marjorie’s pussy as she lowered her pussy to Marjorie’s face. In moments the two were lost in a beautiful 69. Still stroking my cock, I moved closer to them, figuring if I came, I’d come on one of them instead of simply shooting onto their carpet, but as I got close, I felt a hand brush my balls. I. She felt that instead of robbing them of their liberty, her new boy-toy had liberated the pretty young girls from the degradation of serving their male masters like slaves rather than part of the close family unit.Casanova was a bit ashamed of his deception in tricking the young women into the dark and allowing them to be captured by the female soldiers of his infamous warrior captor. The men of the region wanted nothing to do with the Amazon women because they were by far the superior soldiers. " I nodded dumbly, a slave to passion, I just wanted my cock inside that warm wet slippery nest between my mother's legs, so that once again I could again feel the delicious sensation of my sperm pulsing into my mother's vagina. Mom got on the bed and lay on her back, she opened her legs wide and raised her knees, then propped a pillow under her head, looking down the bed to where I sat at the foot. I looked up between her legs at the big bulge of her cunt mound, and I climbed up towards her,.