With that, I give us what we both need. I slam into you hard, burying myself in one thrust. I hold myself there to feel the tightness and heat of your...pussy. Fuck, it feels like heaven. I withdraw nearly completely, barely keeping myself inside the one place I want to be. I slam in again, and again, and again. Each time, my thrusts are brutal. Your moans grow louder. But we need more. I pull hard on your hair, forcing you to look at me in the mirror. Ours are locked as I pound away at you. This. My cock was getting rock solid again. Then I found her hand slipping down my naval area to my groin area. In no time her hand was on top of my zipper. She must be feeling my cock getting erected. Her hands were in between my legs now. I spread my legs a bit and her palm slipped all the way down to the seat making her hand touch my cock.She was slowly feeling my cock and also caressing it slowly. I can’t believe what she was doing. She kept on pushing her boobs more on my bike all the time. We. She heard Cyler's voice, and only his voice. Pyar could not make out everything, but she heard references to the wrist bands that the mage council had provided the soldiers of Wolle to ward them against dark magic.Finally deciding to head back before she got caught, Pyar scurried down the stairwell as quietly as she could. When she arrived at her own tower, she was breathless and shaking from her nervousness. What exactly was I listening to?She fumbled around for the necklace, and placed it. Somehow my whole body is covered in my pussy juice, the whole room smells like dirty, filthy sex. I collapse onto the bed with my heart racing and breathing heavily, still thinking about my sissy slut. My filthy sissy whore. I already have an outfit laid out, she can dress herself and apply her own make up. She's trained well enough in these areas now to not fuck it up. She knows – fuck ups equal punishment. She is a good little slave, a brilliant little sex toy. There to use whenever I feel.