ask for it by name This brought cheers and laughter all around. The slaves all groaned quietly, they knew what was about to happen. "Bring the branding iron. You three, hold her head so she can't move it."Three guards closed in and held her head up and still. Her eyes had just cleared when she saw the red hot glowing branding iron moving towards her face. She saw the shape of the iron and realized what they were about to do to her. The shaman drove the iron into the flesh on her forehead, holding it there for a. Touching you nowhere. Youtry to move your head around to hear for my movement, knowing I amstill next to you on the bed. You feel it shift as I move a bit, stillnot sure where the next touch will happen. Suddenly, you feel my lipson your inner thigh. You gasp and move one hand down to run through myhair. I stop, and tell you to behave. You groan in frustration a bitand laugh as well. I smile and go back to my kisses on your hips.Moving from side to side as I move in between your legs. I run. Our lips met and our tongues danced. Her hands grasped my arse. Our fuck was stupendously energetic without being too hard or too fast. My prick plunged pleasantly into her snatch. Her body rocked around me, her cunt muscles grasped my shaft in wonderful tightness. Christine’s groans filled my mouth as she humped and fucked her way to orgasm. My cock quivered and spurted deep inside her as my own release shivered through my body. As I rested inside her Christine told me not to move. Instead she.Read More
