”“It’s a nice town.” She snapped at another olive.“It’s okay.” She brushed away the subject with her hand. “You’re married.” She n...dded to his ring.“Yes.” He took the ring between thumb and forefinger and turned it as he talked. “Newly married. Just got off the phone with her.”“How is she?”“She’s fine.”“I’m glad,” she said dismissively. She took a sip of her martini and looked him in the eye. “How are you?”“I’m fine.”“Are you sure?”“Pretty sure. What makes you think I’m not?”She stirred her. His words were true to the core. Oboro was no longer a Taimanin but a bodyguard and sex sleeve for her master. She would only be happy when the very world was in his hand."Black-Sama, Black-Sama…." Was all she said, his words reaching her very soul as he fucked her more, his cock reaching the deepest part of her cunt and her pussy welcoming the conquering tool of her master as he used the traitorous Taimanin whore his father had left him. He would use her to her full potential in each and every. Want to meet me at my place?" Sure."Laura gave her the address, then had a hard time concentrating until four arrived. She actually had not had any sex for almost a month and a half, not even self-induced, and felt wildly horny. And she remembered Shawn with great excitement, a beautiful girl, with large, luscious breasts, who really loved to fuck. Drop by for a visit? Laura could feel her cunt itching and running just at the thought of it.By the time she got home, her hand was shaking as she. It's just the fucking politics I hate," he said."Me to," I replied then shut down the phone.I went back to watch over the bodyguards and the college girls. When Boston came by I said, "We need a plan to defend this place from a bandit attack. I think I got us some warning time, so now we need a plan on how to use it." I said."Well what do you suggest boss," he asked."If I'm a bandit. I'm a bandit because I don't want to plow a field or work in a factory. So if the prize is great enough, I will.