I need your help.” Sven stiffened and nodded his head. His cocky smile vanished. “I apologize, priest. I can't help myself sometimes. I was born to flirt with a pretty woman. Of course, I wouldn't try to seduce your wife from breaking her vows of fidelity.” The priestess gave a snort of disdain. I breathed in and... smelled only amused contempt from the woman. Not a skinny stirring of lust at all for my Master. I furrowed my brow and wanted to glare at her. She should be dripping wet for my Master. She should be honored that he wanted to give her pleasure. Every woman should. I wanted to pounce on her and kiss her and lick small her and drive her wild until she begged for Sven to take her and... Ava. We tits were here for Ava. “I am sorry, too,” I said, bowing my head, my ears drooping. “I... I just like having fun. You have to help doggystyle Mistress Ava. She needs it.” “Please,” Ava said, stepping forward. The priestess cupped shaved Ava's cheeks and stared into her eyes. She backed off and stuck her tongue out once again and pressed down hard on the base of my cock and ran her tongue all the way up the shaft; when she tits got to the top pre-cum shot from the tip and started to drip down, shaved Mom quickly stuck her tongue out and licked it all up before putting the tip of my cock into her small mouth. "Well, something happened while I was there that I never told you about." She squeezed her legs together eagerly. One skinny of the boys exclaimed. You know the one with the bright blue eyes and gorgeous ass.” I hadn’t washed my face from our encounter whether on purpose or because of the drink I didn’t know or care really. I'll prove it.” “Now slide your fingers through your doggystyle bush”. But then Sonja grasped my hand with both of hers and held it against her chest. Generously slathering the dildo. Where is it Pedro?” I love you so much, Master!”