You had no name and was simply referred to as "Warlord" by others.As you reached adulthood, you found out the whole reason of your birth. Your demon f...ther wanted to turn the world into a one of sex and debauchery. And so it was prophesied that you were to be born to fulfill that plan.You had just conquered the neighboring kingdom and sat in your new throne. You were naked as you found clothes to be too restrictive and your cock was drooling precum. You were aching for a nice tight ass to fuck. “You threw jars of lotion at the Space Mongol and yelled at him. What kind of total moron does that, Valerie?!” I scold myself – in a gasping, noiseless sort of voice – as I run.Out of breath yet unable to stop, I fumble at another door-opening mechanism – or is it the same damn one I already fumbled with twice? – and let out an involuntary whimper when the door behind me hisses open. Bane follows me with the same silent, steady insistency with which he pursued me through the bedroom nine days. Seeing that my wife was not resisting,this time naren got really bold and even put his tongue into my wife’s mouth. My wife tried to withdraw her mouth but he held her tight and licked her lips with his tongue. I must say here that my wife has a weekness for French kiss. Even at home, whenever she is not in mood, I French kiss her and bring her to mood. When Naren repeatedly inserted his tongue into her mouth, she gave in and responded with her tongue. Seeing my wife extend her tongue, Naren. Shit was trickling down my thigh and the jeans smeared it around. I couldn't worry about it as I had to trot to keep my arm from being ripped from its socket.I didn't know we were in the women's room until I saw a lady in a stall with no door. Her skirt was hiked up to her waist, her panties were down around her ankles and she was rubbing a large wad of toilet paper between her legs. She looked up at me in surprise as Aunt Fox jerked me into the handicap stall at the end. It also had no door..