Up and down. Sliping my toungue inside her vagina twirling...twirling..in circles inside her vagina tugging and biting, in circles bobing I. Her vagin... slowly... rubbing her breasts and nibbling her nipple. Giving her oral sex over and over.. ‘Yes..’ she growled. ‘Ahh.. my naughty angel..’she whispered tugging my vagina gently. Pulling slowly down licking suckling nibbling my vagina..twirling her fingers in my curls.. kissing.stroking.suckling me deeply.deeper and deeper. My toungue twirling in. "No, she interests me not, mother. If not you, then I shall just have to be content with watching my man debauched and pillage for me." He sighed, drawing out the sound until his mother, her hands worrying the small lace kerchief she still held, let out one of her own."I know not what to do," she moaned, staring around the room at the numerous servants that waited for the least of commands."Perhaps, mother, if you'd expose your... breasts to me, I might be able to properly fuck another,". She nearly snapped the head off the ferry attendant when she misheard the amount for her passage. ‘Speak up, dammit. I’m not a lip reader,’ she snarled. A dirty look and a curt ‘Lane fifteen,’ was the response. She had no appetite. She should be celebrating again. Davenport made it clear he was impressed with her, and thank god he didn’t know anything about the interference. Her stomach ached. There must be a quart of acid down there. When Ingrid stomped in the door of her house, she. Her cunt was sore, liquid and swollen, and she knew that it would never be the same again. She barely flinched as a thin syringe was pushed into her ass, and a large quantity of grease deposited there.Amelia beckoned a naked student forward and whispered in his ear. ‘You know what you have to do, Marcus. I take it your father has explained things to you?’Marcus nodded. ‘I’m to fuck the shit out of my sister’s ass Mistress.’‘Indeed, you are Marcus. Now get to it and ream the bitch well.’‘Pure.