It sure made me obedient to his wishes, I did exactly as he wanted, just as soon as I worked out what that was. Fortunately all of the alpha dogs rece...ved the same basic set of commands. I had read about those commands in Prince’s file, so I had a kind of cheat sheet.King’s tongue was busy scouring out my dripping pussy, but not for long. He wanted to bury his cock in a bitch, me. So it wasn’t long before he was nudging me onto my hands and knees so he could mount me.Sue reminded me not to help. Am I feeling something? Pushing against my dick? From the INSIDE of Katia’s pussy? Can it be? I know that feeling! Does she have – a finger in her ass? That can only mean on thing: is it Nadine’s finger? Suddenly Katia resumes grinding against my dick, more passionately than before. Do I feel my balls bouncing against something unusual down there? I need to know! Is her ass really getting fingered by her daughter as I’m fucking her? I’m removing my arm from Katia’s neck, sliding it down under. And yet... There she was, month after month, as close as my shadow, a Siren wreathed in clouds of smoke, walking across campgrounds in nothing but her vest and sandals; that tanned bare ass a promise of heaven.There were fights, of course. Most men stayed clear. I was Iceman, the enforcer for the Wandering Sons, and Gypsy Jane radiated as much danger as heat.But there were fights; she made sure of it and watched ravenously when it happened. She fucked like a woman possessed afterwards, boiling. Once they stepped up the stairs and rotated, he saw the radiant redhead he fell in love with… the left side of her face anyway.The ceremony was as traditional as could be outside the fact that the bride was getting fucked in the mouth and ass while the priest spoke. Seeing that Daniel wasn’t shy about digging his fingers in Stephanie’s bare buttocks while the groom cried his vows, Steven couldn’t help himself popping one of her tits of the dress to massage and bounce around. It might have made.