"That's great. It's really good to know that you're happy together." Her words said one thing, but I wasn't sure about the rest of her bodily communic...tion. Cherys' hands went to my collar and she pulled me towards her, closing her eyes and clearly inhaling my scent.When her eyes fluttered open, I looked down at her in confusion as she fixed me with a mysterious grey-eyed gaze. Her lips were a straight, pinched line. But then she blinked and the mysterious look was gone, replaced by Cherys'. Mr. Takanomi also walked up naked with a stiff prick. His dick was small, probably only 4 ½ inches long and thin. His head was almost a purple color and was much larger than his shaft to the point that it appeared to not belong on that particular dick. It was surrounded by thick black pubic hair that appeared to be mostly straight and his balls were also surrounded in black hair. His balls looked like a pair of eggs in a black nest. It was almost comical how small his dick appeared next to. There was nothing for Aranel’s hands to grasp other than the base of her own stretched nipples. Her feet would never touch the ground again, but her butt eventually found a wet seat in the combined precum-smeared cocks that had erected under her. She never thought she’d be so relieved to sit on a Sex Demon’s cocks. What was it her mother had said? Something about finding small joys in an arranged marriage?“No, no, no....” Small joys are fleeting. A seat is only a seat until you start sinking. I look down, out of shyness and to hide the flicker of a smile. Out from behind her a man’s voice echo’s “Let her in now, but tell her not to make eye contact with me or yourself until I say it is ok.” I follow her willingly through the doorway, as a strong wind pushes through her long red hair. I become wet thinking of the hair wrapped around me, tickling my back as she whips me with her homemade suede flogger. I enter into a dark room, almost as frigid as the air outside. As the door closes,.