She knew that even one tiny touch to her strumming clit would rocket her into space. The need to cum had never been this urgent before. She looked dow..., her tiny wrinkled asshole was stretched paper thin around her Master’s shaft. She could feel his heart beating through the thin skin of her asshole. Master grabbed her hips and began to furiously pound her. As he thrust faster, the burning gave way to intense pressure/pleasure. Master’s skin slapped her skin, as his groans grew louder and. . it is nice. It’s got a new car smell,” she said, looking around the interior.“Yeah, it’s got four wheel drive for when we go to Whistler.”“Are you rich or something?” she wondered.He laughed. “No, but my guardian and her parents are quite well off. I get the benefit of that. My guardian is a doctor at Coast General Hospital. I live with her and her son in their apartment.”“What about your parents?”“They’re dead,” he said simply.“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be nosy. What did you say your. Brittany’s mouth started to literally drool as she saw Chloe’s dress and its brazen design. ‘Oh yes she is a player’ thought Brittany. Chloe ordered her usual single malt Glenfidditch straight up for her initial drink as Brittany settled for a flute of champagne. Although both of them were actually not of legal drinking age, their appearance exuded a mature sophistication that their server had no inclination to card them. They both ordered steaks and neither of them displayed the usual female. "Pray if you want."The hall was magnificent. The monks take a vow of poverty, but that does not apply to their common areas. I was surrounded both by monks with ceremonial weapons and my own Royal Guard with more modern weapons. Not that the two sides would go to war with each other. Within the city limits of Babylon, and even worldwide under some special circumstances, command authority of the Guard falls to the head monk of Babylon. If he ordered my Guard to kill me, they would, as long as.