I needed his cock in me, satiating these lusts right now. I didn’t have Sven to use as a proxy now. I couldn’t lose myself in his masculine passio..., reminding myself that I loved Sven as much as I lusted for him. That I had something better with him.“Princess?” Greta asked.“I need it!” I whimpered, my hands shoving to my crotch, pressing my skirt into my pussy. I rubbed at my hot flesh.“Need what, Princess?”“Cock! My father’s cock! I need it fucking me! I need his cum spurting into me right. ' He gloated. My fingernails weren't overly long but they were hard and I ignited the match heads pretty well first try. The two of them flared up like a flame thrower, I thought, and then settled down to a steady orange level. I held them in my right hand, being right handed and all, and pried myself open with my left hand. I tried to stimulate myself but I just stayed dry. For some reason I wouldn't lubricate and the matches were burning down to where they were taped together.Page 65. . "Preston?" Tara was trying to do a good job, licking and slurping the head of his cock occasionally, keeping her jugs tight around his hard member as she stroked quickly up and down, but Preston was looking all over the place, seemingly concentrating on the other busty nakedblondes.Then Tara remembered Kristin, the receptionist where Preston worked. He's looking for her, Tara realized, suddenly jealous again. He wants to find Kristin so he can go over there and give her his load."Everybody,. I mean I think so.”“Well, we’ll have plenty of time together to make sure you do. Lets have a little test and see shall we?”The sheet was pulled back to reveal a large silver chair, with black leather straps and padding but with no arms on it, instead it stirrups on the sides, just as I thought, and it had multiple wires and a black plastic headband along with a clear mask of some kind.“Alright Riley, take a seat with your hands behind your back in those holes there.”I slowly approached the.