"How about we do a daisy chain?" Jasmine suggested, eager to eat some pussy, perhaps even to suck some cock, but also conscious of her time crunch."Ho... about it, Mommy-pet?" Chelsea asked, as she went to her mom and pulled her t-shirt up and over her head."Nice tits, Mrs. Weeks," Jasmine admired the huge tits, more than double the size of her own."Thanks," Jill said, feeling completely overwhelmed as her daughter unclasped her bra for her, and her huge tits came out for all to see... sag and. I slowly turn mine and lean in slightly. I look into your eyes as our lips brush ever so softly… then apply a bit more pressure. Your lips are so soft. I cup the side of your face with my hand as I slowly lick your lips hoping you’ll allow me access into your sweet mouth. Hmmm… you taste so good. Our bodies turn toward each other as our kiss deepens. My hand travels from your cheek down to your breast. Damn, I can feel your nipple through your shirt. I feel your hand shyly close over my. "I want to try all positions with you my darling husband," she said between desperate breaths. "Master Stein - I like that. Master... My Master..." This time I didn't keep her on edge, instead I held her down, added an additional red handprint to her delightful arse and then worked her clitoris and g-spot to at least five orgasmic releases, one after the other. I lost count at five. I didn't allow our connection to get its grip too hard, because I needed to be in charge. I needed to be. It was Donar, looming over me,hammer drawn back and preparing to strike a blow I couldnot survive. Only the hammer never descended. First theblue flame started to dance around the head of Donar'shammer, pushing back the darkness, revealing the hammer inits true glory, then it continued along his arm, drivingthe darkness out of his hammer arm completely. Donarroared, grabbing the wrist of the hand holding the hammerwith his other, still-dark hand, trying to force it todescend. It could only be.