Then while I laid there, my mind lost to the world in post-coital bliss, Ashley rolled onto her back, and shoved three fingers deep into her cunt. One hand working her pussy, the other tugging at her nipples as she continued to be racked with wave after wave of pleasure. Finally, after what had to be two whole minutes of nonstop cumming, Ashley allowed her hands and arms to relax. Then, rolling my Hardcore semen in her mouth as it little by little slid down her throat, she laid there enjoying her orgasmic aftershocks. A few minutes later I began to stir and noticing this, Ashley rolled onto her stomach and crawled back toward me. “Thank you, my Master. Please allow me to guide you to sleep. I love you, Master and I can’t wait until I get to be with you again. Perhaps, if it pleases you, we could spend more time together next time?” “Yes, Ashley, that would be nice. I can’t make any promises. But, even so, know that you pleased me tonight. You have met your purpose. My needs are met, and I will be better able to love Marsha. Thank you for all your service.” My words were another little ritual serving to reassure this sub-personality that I created, keeping it compliant and happy. “Thank you, Master. Sleep now. I will clean you. Good night.” With that Ashley again took my cock into her mouth, gently this time, aware amateur of how sensitive it usually is after sex. For my part, I blonde quickly fell asleep under the loving touch of my slave. I don’t know how long she kept at it because I slept through the night. I woke briefly when my wife’s alarm went off. She was, as expected, well rested and feeling great. After a quick glance confirmed that Ashley had dutifully returned her collar to my nightstand I once again casting drifted off, resigning myself to enjoying a couple more hours of sleep. Later, after my morning trip to the bathroom, I wandered downstairs and into the family room. Chani was already up and watching Saturday morning cartoons. Flopping down in my easy-chair Chani blowjob muttered a “Mornin Daddy” without turning away. Daddy? There it was again. “Really? I let out a moan that made the old man jump a bit. “Can I at least dry you off, you are all sweaty.” She started to wash the dishes. It read 8:01 PM. Where the cat, and rabbit people had facial features that were reminiscent of humans, these had faces that were fully bestial. The boy quietly replied, "Thank You. I planned fucking in cunt and ass by experienced cocks and I made rest of them ejaculate quickly. Samantha kept rubbing his dick "how about we finish this inside Mr. Malcolm" "sure". She liked to wear her boots in the mornings and had learned to put them on herself, then she would go to the carefully manicured lawn, now used as the parade ground where The Officer took the salute and have a shit as the blowjob flag casting was raised, kneeling on all fours like a Pig, sometimes she would eat an amateur apple as she shit, but no one thought of her as a person anymore so her act of defiance was ignored. Still, the girl did not turn around. I could smell the musk of their pussies. Pushing against blonde her womb. As the others were working to divert his attention, or possibly get in on Zane’s taxi service, Natalie suddenly excused herself and ran off to the bathroom, taking Zane’s phone with her. May I please cum?" Now fuck me so I can fuck my mom!” Eorlund bestowed upon me re-forged Wuuthrad, and with it, we conquered the spirits in Ysgramor’s tomb, Aela, Vilkas, Farkas, and I. Actually, it ended up being only Aela and me at the end, as Vilkas felt unworthy to proceed past the entrance, and would you believe that Farkas is afraid of spiders? And I found a little Hardcore blood evident on my blanket of the previous night. I tasted her passion. I am under considerable pressure to become a Maine Coon.