Changed..." An amazing tale," Dave mused. "So now what?"I laughed. "So now I get to be a whorehouse madam! Actually, I get to try to teach women who a...e having a hard time with it that enjoying sex is okay and they need to learn to embrace their sexuality and get on with their job..." Sounds like a worthy cause..." Dave mused."I think it is -- and I'm not alone," I murmured.We got beyond concubines and into discussions of basic Confederacy rules and customs and specifics about Nuevo Angelino. Almost instantly, I began perspiring and gave my zipper a little tug.Holiday cheer was poured liberally and I received the usual and expected drunken hugs (disguised gropes but some were just outright gropes). And I continued to tug on my zipper.Hubby was chatting with boys when he looked over at me and motioned toward my zipper. YIKES!!! I was unzipped to just below my nibbles. But I’m fit (5’7”, 120lbs) with perky boobs, and my sweater was form fitted so there was nothing to see, I looked. I want to make you cum..."“Put your finger in my mouth. Let me taste you, little bitch." Then I did as I was told. My fingers were wet and he could smell my escence as I put them close to his nose. He took my fingers greedily into his mouth to lick them clean. He picked up the pace in fucking my hand. "Stroke it, babe… make me cum!" He whispered in my ear.My hand felt hot from the friction we were generating. He breathed heavily against my neck. Finally his dick jerked and he exploded into my. ”He held himself still so she could slide down his length, eyes rolling into the back of her head at how good it felt. Thick, pulsing meat, pressed into her tight walls. His hand groped at her ass as she buried him within her. Their bodies pressed even closer together and she began to rise. His lips whispered sweet filth into her skin, against her throat before finding a vein to latch onto.“Fuck, Matthias, I love you,” Aurianna gasped out, fucking herself harder on him, metal fingers digging.