Introspectively, I realized this kind of volatile reaction was why my clansmen were afraid to approach me these days, but it didn’t stop me from kicking Jefrok through the outhouse door on my way to Trenok’s hut. “Trenok!” I yelled, bursting through the door, “Trenok, get your shit, the queen’s-” I stopped when I saw that Trenok and Certiok were very busy making me a grandchild. Wait, never mind; no grandchild had ever been made that way. “Get your shit on, both of you!” I yelled, “The queen’s here!” I stormed into the village center, my eyes catching twelve black-sailed ships docked at the riverbanks. Black-robed figures mulled around them, way too many to house. Fucking logistical nightmare this was, and who would Yavara blame? Well me, of course. It was my village after all. “Zander?” I yelled, “Where the fuck is Zander?!” A young Protaki woman gestured shakenly to a nearby hay tent. I marched for it, tearing open the flap. “Hey you old fuck, why didn’t Deep throat Throat Fucking you tell me that-” and I stopped, having interrupted Prestira Rasloraca and her exotic female partner mid-mutual-cunnilingus. “Brock,” Prestira smiled, her lips glazed with her lover’s nectar, “it’s wonderful to see you again.” “And you as well, Prestira.” My eyes fell to the heavenly display of sex before me, and my loins Slurp stirred, “I was… uh… I was just looking for Zander, have you seen him?” “Why do you want him?” The woman asked, flinging back her blue mature hair to smile radiantly at me. God, what a woman. Her skin was golden bronze, sparkled with gemstone freckles that highlighted her nipples, labia and anus, the latter two exposed to me above Prestira’s waiting lips. The woman’s voluptuous body was draped over Prestira’s slender form, a tantalizing juxtaposition of skin color and shape. “Brock?” The woman asked, her amethyst eyes twinkling, “Brock, can I help you?” I was dumbstruck, momentarily forgetting why I’d even come. “There is a meeting at eight.” I said, shaking myself out of my stupor, “You are of course invited, Prestira. If you see Mature Porn Zander, please tell him that he needs to come as well.” I couldn’t resist talking shit while I reamed her little bum. My hand slid onto a bulbous, thick rod that was reaching out to me. My hand squeezed, and he stumbled forward, letting out a gasp. All of the versions of Ehma that she had taken over the years, all projected around them. She was wearing a pair of skimpy shorts and a tube top that showed her stomach. She smiled at me as she drew on her lilac robe. The only Deep throat thing noticed this morning while watching Juliana was a look of concern when she exited the restroom. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her, drawing her close. Unsure if she had even started having periods. Smack! Her eyes widened as my fingers dipped inside her waistband. Her moans rose in tempo, each thrust eliciting a short scream or grunt. On one hand, it was an indescribable relief to finally have an answer, even if it was just theoretical. “I just love mommy's big tits.” Leona said her voice now becoming child like as she played with her cock. As we walked back I asked the 2 girls if they were okay. “You felt that, didn’t you, little girl? She says angrily when she sees me. “Your’re on,” I snapped back. "Hmm? My snatch grew hotter and hotter. mature Jill screamed out her orgasm against Lisa's tit, Lisa stiffened as she screamed out her own orgasm, Throat Fucking a second later And Cindy Slurp seemed to get moist inside easily compared to at first when she would Mature Porn need lubrication. Sadness gripped my heart as she turned and walked off to the car, leaving me to gather our stuff. “Let's go talk in my room,” Zoey said. She was running but looking over her shoulder as well and smiling, she was also naked which was not how she had started out.