As she bottomed out on his cock, her nose scrunched against his pubic curls, he let out a plaintive wail of pleasure and shame. Abanri intensified her squirming and attempted flailing. But first, let’s see if I can turn this cunt into a flowing river…”
Shinatri gaped at her struggling, naked mother, held spread-eagled on the bed. Forbidden desires or not, I forgive you. Now Shinatri Zaeda, of the proud, mercantilist Zaeda family, had become just another casualty of today’s destruction. Now she looked up at her best friend’s father. I will come back for you somehow. Just minutes earlier she had watched Wulfkar and the slaves force the poor man to fuck his own wife in the ass for their amusement. Now be quiet and take what I have to give.”
Okotwe pressed his lips to Shinatri’s for a bruising kiss, muffling her protests. She deserves that much courtesy, don’t you think?” Miserable and deeply ashamed, the man slowly opened his eyes. She began to suck lovingly on the tip. The rebels had overrun it and Shinatri,
