I found, as expected, that the Clan Lord's Pet was an actual custom, but I was surprised to discover that it was still accepted as proper, even though...the last Clan Lord had died more than five hundred years ago. The Centaurus-system Craxill had allowed the Alphas to die off, but they hadn't killed the legends, and if the information I was reading could be believed, I could take Nilwint as my Pet, and no one would be able to dispute me.I would, however, be making an enemy or two among her clan,. "O god Blair, that feels so good. Don't stop." She nodded and began to pick up her speed, increasing the sensation even further. I started to groan and could feel myself getting ready to cum. "Faster Blair, faster, I'm gonna cum!" Ugggggggh I groaned as I shot my load all over her cute little face." Was that good?" She asked with a grin on her face.I smiled down on her and nodded with approval."Now its my turn" She said. And with that she got up on the bed, removed her panties, and. There was still a worry of what was about to happen. Would they win? Would they lose? Would they have the game’s conclusion in their hands? What would have had to happen to ensure that? Since Tim Murphy started playing and the Rough Riders won each of their games easily, though, a feeling of invincibility permeated every player’s thoughts. The week of practice was okay—nothing terrible but nothing useful. A sense of going through the motions infected everything as they practiced – not enough to. “Keep fingering yourself,” it’s her master’s voice, just besides her. While she was day dreaming, he had decided to join her. His hand touches her young breasts, one then the other, fondling them gently like sensual massage. It feels so good that her nipples are getting hard in her master’s palm. Then he squeezes them hard, so hard that she groans out loud in both pain and pleasure. Keeping one hand squeezing her gorgeous soft tit and making her moan, he moves his other hand on her butt, passes.