Oh... oh," Marilyn moaned as Mike pounded her hard. She liked it fast and hard. Her long slim legs had him locked and her feet thrust his ass into her...keeping him going stronger than he intended. They were both eighteen and in love. She tried for days to talk him out of going into the army but no one could dissuade him. The only thing she wouldn't do was to deprive him from having sex with him. She loved the whole May family because of what they had done for her. However she worshiped Mike and. The guards had already stripped, several of whom obediently keepig their eyes to the ground as the elemental witch fucked her new toy.The innkeeper stood behing the bar, his hands on the Draenei's head, shoving her down onto his own cock a moment before he came down her throat, his third orgasm that night. The slut was coated in shimmering dwarf spunk and sweat, and she writhed against the guards pinning her in place, straining against the heavy mithril chain dangling from a collar around her. She’d never been able to induce one in herself, despite her many attempts and her persistence. Nor had she ever experienced one from her time with men. They usually got their business finished far too soon. But now, for the first time, she was experiencing a strength of feeling, an urgent melting, a spasm that reached inside her, a presence of ecstasy, and a pure physical sensation that at last felt like what she’d read an orgasm should be. The sensation overwhelmed her. And when the two at. I lean down to trace warm, wet kisses from her neck to her chest. Her fingers find their way into my curls. “You want some breakfast?” I ask in between kisses. Sunlight leaks through the dark curtains. “Sure.” The word lingers on her lips. I lift my head back to her gaze. My eyes stop at her plump lips just begging for attention. She gives me an inviting grin. I dive in for a kiss I fully intended to be brief. Once my lips connect with hers, they decide to stay awhile. Her sneaky tongue darts.