As they left the windowless heart of the Palace he began to spot windows, sunlight streaming in through them. He furrowed his brow, but, his skin beginning to glisten with sweat from the effort of holding Ariela’s gift inside him, he couldn’t put enough thought into the growing huge tits noise. They approached Ariela’s private chambers and he looked towards the girl at his busty side, “S-she wants me again? So soon?” “In a manner of speaking.” He bit his lip and, as the door opened, the sight that greeted him would haunt him forever. Room Brunette was intricate, the door opening on a thin red carpet that ran the length of the room towards an open pair of tits double doors, the sun streaming in, the roaring intense and overwhelming. The red carpet was lined with Generals, mystics, Captains and servants. His own former man, Atrin, standing by the doors, a crown in big his hands. Belind felt a tingling on his skin, Ariela’s magic. He began to move forward, calm and collect, though in his mind his panic was rising. He felt himself relax, his walk casual, almost a saunter. Cum trickling down his thighs. He walked between the rows of the most powerful people in Ariela’s new empire, her cum trickling from his used hole and he smiled to many of the men, his expression sultry, his eyes wanting, though in his mind he was screaming, vying for control, horror and shock dominating him. He stepped up to Atrin and winked playfully, the man looking at him with shame and disgust. Belind wanted to say this wasn’t him, he wasn’t doing this. I didn’t get to see much of Rachel’s titties as she was under water and that damn towel of hers stayed in place. But once Katie is done big adjusting the camera. We share everything don't we Sam?" she stated calmly but looked me straight in the eye. I explained to her that my wife was not allowed to work outside of the home but was required to obey me, take care of huge tits me, take care of our daughters, keep our home spotless and meals on time. Inimi, the name of the enemy. busty The pain in his asshole was subsiding but it still hurt like hell. I groaned, gripping the steering wheel hard. That’s right… and this way the boys can crowd tits all around the stage during your shows! The two men stood up and began to strip. Broadstairs knocked on the Nurse’s office door. Gary smiled “wow Jill you look smoken hot how about Brunette a few pictures”? “Night-night, Ozzie.” I broke away from my wife, heading to the podium. Suddenly, the surface of the sphere began to quake and ripple of its' own accord.