Entering her felt juicy and tight, like a just-ripe piece of fruit. Already cumming gave me the stamina to really tease her body. She worked up agains... me and I kept bringing her to the edge and then letting off. She started to sweat as I made her buck up into me again and again. She whined and slapped at my chest. I could tell she was getting frustrated, but I also knew she’d cum hard and long after all of this work. And I was right. I had to teach this young slut that I’d learned a thing or. Instead he simply noted, "you may stay until your parents arrive or go now. It matters not to me. In any event Justine stays with me. She's mine now."The count put out his arm toward Justine, middle finger upraised. His intent was obvious and Justine, alarmed, shook her head negatively but she was by now far too enslaved to Ragonian so she moved to the beckoning finger."Would you like to watch?" sneered the count as Justine, despite trying to resist, raised her negligee, spread her legs. ”Shivering, Dawn gasped as she felt me continue to long-dick her. She let her body sway with my directions, neither resisting nor thrusting herself back as I repeated my motions over and over again. She didn’t bother to verbally respond, her eyes closed and her focus inward on the sensations I was stimulating in her snatch. Gradually, I began to increase the pace, ramping up from a single long stroke every second, to one-and-a-half, and then two strokes, and eventually all the way to three. In the morning, I got up and could smell coffee brewing and bacon frying. I got up and went out to the kitchen naked. Tim was there, naked except for a apron to keep the bacon grease off his sensitive areas. We laughed at our mutual nakedness. We ate breakfast naked in front of the fire as we told some more sex stories from our past. After breakfast, Tim told me to sit in the cushy chair. He got on his knees in front of me and stroked my dick to full hardness. I leaned back with my eyes closed.