She has orgasm after orgasm. It isn’t the rolling orgasms of a woman that took too much X-Plus-water. This is one big quake after another. She has n...ver been this turned on in her life. She needs the humiliation and debasement. The pure sluttiness of it drives her wild. I reach up and twist her titties. This pushes her over the edge, and she shudders worse than I have ever seen her before. Her cunt clamps down hard, and it hurts my dick. The pain stops me from cumming until her cunt loosens its. The list was long and mostly rather distressing. For a start, this wasn't the same country as the one he'd escaped from just over a year before. At that time it had been a Kingdom. Now there was no longer even a Royal Family. He was now a citizen of the Republic of England. What next? Would the English provinces also demand political independence and leave only the Home Counties under Westminster's sway.The worst was that he was no longer a man with a title. Lord Newbury was no more. He could. His tongue teased her clit making her body jolt, “You are a tease!” She cooed, pushing his head against her hungry mound.John continued to eat her pussy for several more minutes, enjoying her flavoured juices. Her occasional moan soon became more frequent, “Mmm, you are go ... od!” He worked her clit once again.His hand cupped her wiggling ass cheeks, his mouth almost having to chase her pussy lips. Rita suddenly arched her back, “You fucking son of a bitch! You cunt fucker! Uhhh, uhhh .... I had also gained weight and looked less healthy.I’d attributed all of that to the sacrifices one makes for love. Adulthood and adult responsibilities were another excuse I’d been making, but comparing those photos told another story.In almost every one of the photos of late, it almost looked as if the weight of all that responsibility was weighing me down. In the older photos, I appeared to be floating on a beam of light.Another thing was that it was difficult to find photos of myself from my.