I ran my hands over my breasts. I wished they were larger! Like Lyn's even; and Rachael's were perfect! All I had were tiny nubbins and while sensitiv..., I didn't think they were ever going to attract anyone at all. I wasn't sure why I wanted to appeal to Rachael; what if we made love? That thought made me feel every bit as excited as when I thought about Lyn.Was I being unfaithful? I thought about Lyn, wishing I could talk to her, tell her I loved her and show her how much. Rachael was. His cock start working back into my throat and I thought I was gonna gag but he just grab my head and shove it all the way down my throat. I could feel his pubes on my nose and smell the sweat manly odor that he had. he held his cock in the back of my throat until he saw the tears running down my cheeks. he then let go of my head and let me come off of his cock for a breath. I look at him and he told me he has never has his cock that far down anyone’s. I told him when I got my breath that he. Walker had his poker chip set and cards. He quickly gave each man the standard $50 in chips after collecting the money.They had each dealt two hands when Amber came back downstairs. Fred was not surprised when all four black men's eyes focused on her. He knew he was a lucky man. Amber seemed incapable of not looking sexy no matter what she was wearing. She was barefoot and even her feet looked cute with their little pink painted nails. She had pulled some tight jeans on and was wearing a sweat. Please give it a look.Also, A Warning: This story may involve some darker subjects. If you have issues with stories that involve Murder, Rape, Torture, Violence, etc. This may not be the story for you. You have been warned.Queen Marissa Loon lounges boredly on the throne while listening to Lord Gilbert droll on and on about the state of the Kingdom. It's probably something that she should pay attention to, but really all she can think of is the regret she feels at having killed Count Erwin.