My eyes fluttered as the pleasure rippled through me. I kept turning around to look behind us to see if any great clouds of dust hazed the horizon, announcing a large column of soldiers in pursuit. Then her lips nuzzled on his tip. Owls hoot. “Yes, yes, yes, Master! As the day wore on, a hill grew on the horizon. My eyes squeezed shut. “Mostly.”
Mistress’s Kora’s dance drew my attention again. You like that while sucking on his cock, slut?”
Carsina moaned, her bluish cheeks hollowing as she sucked. “So pay attention, Carsina,” I said as Nathalie and Greta dumped the food into the stew. Every caress sent sparks of pleasure through me. No matter how many centuries of experimentation it would take. My ears fluttered as Carsina’s tongue fluttered through my pussy lips.
