“I’m really yours, Master. It’s what I’ve always wanted to be,” she added, “Even when I was with George, I had fantasies of you walking in...on us, joining us in bed, fucking me in the ass while I rode my husband, and then dragging me away to your house to fuck me some more. You would return me later to George, bathed in your cum, with teeth marks from bites all over my body, a tattoo that claimed me as your own, and a collar that told my husband that I belonged to you first.“I liked George,. She nodded, motioned toward the chair next to her, and looked up at the waitress who had just arrived with her drink. I asked the waitress to bring me a vodka and tonic. "You're really pretty" I said. She looked at me. Silence. "I mean you really dress up nice." Silence. "I figured we might talk a little, maybe get to know each other." Finally she spoke. "You're a nice looking man, and you seem sincere. You DO know that I'm a man too, right?" The ice was broken. "Yes, I know that you're man. Rushing towards her, he swiped at the cat with his newly created torch until it began to back away, hissing angrily. He continued to do this until it finally gave up in search of easier pray, after which the shaman used his powers to extinguish the fire. Turning towards the blonde Blood elf, his eyes widened as a blade came slashing towards him. He quickly dodged the sweeping strike of the elf girl’s blade. Navrin was big, to put it simply. At eight feet tall and as muscular as a Tauren, he was. She knelt on all fours in the middle of the bed, thrusting herself out as an invitation for him to take her. He gently ran his finger down in between her ass cheeks and aligned himself with her hips. Olivia gasped with pleasure as he filled her pussy, thrusting in and out in time with his grunts. He was fucking her like a wild animal, harder and deeper than she'd ever been fucked before, and it felt incredible. Ethan came quickly, falling against her as he pushed himself to a climax. He gently.