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"Mmmm...ohhhh...mmmm..." Anna moaned openly as she tried to force more contact. It dawned on me that to her the spanking and nipple torture was akin to loading a gun with bullets and her clit was the trigger. Perhaps, if I offered just a little more connection, she would explode, and it made me wonder whether all women were this way or if it was a condition specific to her. With the thought, I turned to check on Rachel's state and was shocked to see that somehow, in the few minutes I had spent with Anna, the older man had managed to remove his pants and now stood behind my wife with his heavy cock in his hand sliding it along her crack.

I started choking on my own saAnnaa. “Come again?” Anna sighed, “Okay, so you know how I told you that Lycans are sexual creatures.” “Is this about the porn? Because it was only that one time, Anna, seriously!” Anna had found a porn link on my phone once. And really I didn’t get into it that much, only every once and a while. Anna shook her head in exasperation, “For the last time, Rachel. It’s normal to be curious.”

We released almost at the same time. I kept my dick firmly saddled in her burning inflamed pussy as I shot my hot lava deep in her pussy. Rachel held me tight as I could feel her hot juices on my dick sitting deep in her hot pot. Rachel did not allow me to move. After a few minutes, she released me from her hold. Rachel looked at me, and she started to hit me with her hands as she screamed, “Fuck! We did not use protection."

"Please let me cum, Mistress." Taking pity on the poor slave, Shasta shoved a couple fingers up her cunt, ordering her to cum. The orgasm was captured on camera, Reneé jerking helplessly on her fingers, thrusting her hips agains Shasta's hand. When her tremors ceased, Shasta fed Reneé her fingers, having her lick them clean, also captured on video. I don't know how well our products would sell, but we'd have a great porn site when we were done.

What was wrong with a good missionary sex where she could rest her back on the bed and let Jacob do the work of thrusting in and out of her? She said as much to Dana who guffawed and ordered another bottle of beer. “Bring the whole tequila bottle please.” when the bartender raised a concerned brow looking toward Dana for affirmation, Rachel raised her voice. “Hey, don’t you know me? Rachel Rivers from the bloody celebrity tv show on ABN! I could buy the whole damn bar if I wanted to.”

Roseanna asked, this was promising. "You don't know him," Rachel explained. Roseanna rolled her eyes. Her sister had a new temporary boyfriend every ten minutes. "Were you on the phone?" Roseanna asked. "No, we were online," Rachel explained. "You were totally having cyber sex," Roseanna giggled and then flopped over onto her back. "Ugh. You are such a pervert. If I had said I had been on the phone you would have been like 'you were totally having phone sex.'"

I raised my glass, got up unsteadily, and exclaimed with a smile, "Congratulations on losing your virginity today, Ms. Mead! How can we not celebrate such a memorable occasion?" Rachel furrowed her brow, her eyes brimming with irritation. "Have you had enough, Charlie? I've already told you—nothing happened between Quentin and me!" I cocked my head to look at her, my gaze sweeping across the suggestive hickeys covering her entire body. Rachel glared at me, flushed with both anger and embarrassment. "You ought to stop projecting your dirty thoughts onto other people, Charlie. Quentin and I have a strictly professional superior-subordinate relationship!" No sooner had she spoken than Quentin s