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I made a quick decision.“Wait. Do you uhh... want to watch?” Natalie froze then turned to me with a slightly disgusted face. “Excuse me? You want me to WATCH?“You’re right, thats weird, never mind. Sorry I-”“I will.”My dick jumped. “You will?”“Yeah, why not. Got nothing to do right now anyway.”We turned and went back to the bedroom. Sam was patiently hanging on the hook. The music was loud enough that she couldn’t tell two people where now in the room. Natalie examined her before moving to a chair in the corner. She said nothing the entire time.I went back to Sam and pulled her gag out. She licked her lips and coughed a few times. I was nervous having an audience. Tonights show had to be good then.“Sam, you have a choice for the first event. I’m dying to tear up that ass of yours again, (Sam whimpered), or I could throat fuck you, or we could try the whip.”Sam thought a moment before quietly answering. “...the whip...”I frowned and grabbed her face. “I’m sorry, but how do you ask. Suddenly the mouth feeding from her was withdrawn, a swift draft of cold air replacing the warmth of the tongue “Come” The command was barked forth from above her and Sena twisted her head to see what could have delayed this passionate embrace from continuing to its inexorable conclusion. The druid stood now before her, his body naked and brown as the tree trunks that towered over the circle of stone, reaching down as though in homage to the act that was taking pace beneath them. His hard erect cock sprang outwards like the branch of a tree and the light danced as his fat cock end dripped sticky sap like moisture from its tip. “Fuck her, fill her and make her ours” The feminine voice was no longer soft and beguiling but now seemed to carry with it an urgency of its own. Senas hands clawed and gripped at the edges of the fur blanket beneath as once more she raised her her hips, giving herself willingly, needing the pain that would bring forth her fulfilment. His grip was firm and.
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