It makes perfect sense that you’d be freer to love and lust than any other being, not constrained by God, Christ, or anyone else. All I know is that...I’ve waited for years to be claimed by my Prince ... I know that it sounds very romantic for a seemingly jaded old woman, but that’s how I saw it.“My Prince would be ... like you. Nihilistic, jaded, dominant, aggressive, yet sensual and loving. Firm and gentle at once. Ice and fire. Free from society’s stupid taboos and conventions, of course. Free. I just wanted to stay and tell you myself in case you didn't believe Lisa...hey!" she gasped when he grabbed her wrist, refusing to let her get more than a few feet away."Hold on, sweetcheeks," he said, automatically pulling her to him and guiding her hand to his zipper. "What's the rush? Surely you can spend a little time with us before you have to leave. Besides, haven't you ever heard of being fashionably late? It's all the rage in Hollywood." I--uh," Allison shot an anxious look toward. Me shop has a full restroom so after cleaning up I shut off the lights and he and I headed into the house. I grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge and we sat down in the den. The TV was on the Lifetime channel. Yuck I sat, chick tv sucks. My wife called to me , are you alone she asked. Yes why I answered. She said I bought something and I want to model it for you. I said OK hurry up. I put my finger to my lips and whispered to Jack to be quiet and he could see what ever she had bought. She. Drooling, her blue eyes flickering with the lust raging in her pussy, Crissy crawled over her uncle. She attacked him like a wild tigress, nipping her way down his back to the cheeks of his ass."Jesus, Crissy," he groaned, his cock mashed into the carpet. He jerked his hips, twisted and groaned under her attacking mouth.Crissy reached his ass and chewed. She crawled between his legs, gnawed on his thighs, and licked the back of his thick-skinned ball-sac. She coated his balls with warm spit,.