“Then bring me to them.” I said, and withdrew my fingers. Upon their exit, Crystal’s face turned into one of pure anguish, and she whimpered and pawed at me, her lower lip quivering, her tail drooping demurely behind her. The good slave that she was, Crystal would not ask her master for what she wanted, but simply begged with puppy-like desperation. Smirking, I brought my fingers to my lips, and tasted the fluid she’d coated them with. Oh, she was sweet. “Crystal,” I said, standing up, “we’re going to play a game.” “I like games.” Crystal smiled up at me. “We’re going to pretend you’re my master, and I’m your brainwashed cock-slave.” “That sounds like a fun game, Master.” She said, her eyes filling with excitement. Unbidden, she leashed my cock with the end of her tail, squeezing firmly enough to keep me in her grasp, but not to cause pain. “This is how I would’ve led you if you were my slave, Master. I’m sorry for being so brash.” masturbating I grinned, cupping her ass and squeezing. “I’ll make sure to punish you later.” The shudder that ran through her almost bear brought her to her knees, and she needed a moment to compose herself. When she did, she dawned a controlling mask, and strutted confidently forth, leading her “slave” to the adjacent chamber. I had to suppress a laugh when we walked in. The pack of predators were anal feasting on their downed prey, but Brock hardly seemed the condemned buffalo before the wolves. One succubus was straddled across his crotch, barely hanging on as he propelled her screaming into the air. Two more of the beasts were using his hands as stools, and their toes grazed the floor as he held them aloft, the thumb and middle fingers of both his hands buried to the bottom knuckle. A fourth rode his face with eye-rolling hedonism, while the fifth was resigned to using his foot. For her sake, I hope Brock didn’t get a cramp, or the poor girl would be split in two. It was obvious by their varying complexions that gay each of Crystal’s daughters had been sired by different fathers, but they all retained their mother’s big eyes and girlish features. They all seemed to be adolescent, baring nubile slender bodies instead of their mother’s bodacious curves, though modest assets were still supple and enticing, and my mouth watered at the sight of them. amateur “That’s Sapphire, Opal, Diamond, Ruby and Onyx.” Crystal whispered, gesturing to each of her daughters. “Were you a geologist or something?” I snorted. “I don’t know.” Crystal mused, inclining her head to the ceiling, “I am very old, Master, older than my memory.” "Hey, you wouldn't be the first person to have a schoolgirl fantasy y'know," I said as I stood up and went to her for an embrace, and while we hugged she looked up at me. Mmm, we're going to have so much fun together. I smiled as we passed on the way to our Master bedroom. Paul and I stopped our affair while I tried to have a baby. A guy at work wanted the Mustang so I sold it for a premium and bought a late model Bronco. The king let out a gurgled bear scream and fell down onto his back a puddle of blood already pooling under him. “I’m so pleasured to meet you, Mr. Reyes, I’m Sarah…” She anal was naked as a jaybird now, and both men could see her cunny and titties. I wasn’t paying much attention, but I did hear something about the patter of lots of little feet—something both Scarlett and I both prayed and worked for. She took her items and headed towards the door. There were a couple of papers next to me…picked them up. Brett knew what was coming. On our first day of hiking through the woods, I began feeling a little light-headed. We came together hard. Even though there was gay a blanket on top of masturbating them, I could make out Dad’s arm moving, groping mom’s tits. What more was there to her life? I need your cock!” She gasps. But her cervix amateur clamped down even tighter around his shaft, and John was literally unable to escape its firm grip.