" Blast your advisers, Werris! You rule Appalanchia, not them!" North Appalanchia, Lord Uras, please."Uras waved a hand in annoyed dismissal. "Two of ...he other Appalanchian Lords have chosen to command their legions personally. The other is too weak for me to even dignify him with the title of 'Lord.'"From the table, both Duric and Tarras looked up from the maps they were poring over and exchanged a look. That had been a rare insult from Uras, reserved only for those for which he truly held. The demon produced a ring thick enough to fit around his thumb. For Aranel, it would have to be a wristband. But it was not a wristband. Before she could cross her arms, Rimmon had both her tits squished together in the clamp of a giant hand. And before Aranel could do more than gasp, the ring opened into a clasp, and the pointy end made a thick hole through both her nipples, leaving a filling of cold metal in their wake.Everything about her groom had been too ridiculous, too outrageous to take. At an agreed to coffee shop and to bring my gear. I explained my nominal fees and restrictions on the use of my work and after we agreed to my terms I hung up, took a shower and packed my gear and hit the road.Henry and Cindy lived about an hour from my place, and when I arrived at the coffee shop I immediately recognized them (and them me) as I walked in the door. Cindy was a very attractive woman in her late 50s, very curvy, nice large breasts, short brown hair and very deep brown eyes. I was. I was dribbling strands of spit onto his cock as I gasped for breath. He asked if I wanted to take it all again and when I said yes he slid the full length back down my throat . After a few goes it didn't make me gag any more and he slowly began to fuck my face, using every inch of his hard dick. I kept my hands on my cheeks, holding them apart while he slowly built up a rhythm, getting faster and faster. Soon he was slamming it in and out and just as I was thinking I hope he doesn't cum too.