”“That naga cunt better,” growled Father, his hand pushing down the back of my head, forcing his cock down my throat.I relaxed it, so eager to p...lease the man I loathed. Hearing the naga's name, the foul creature who ruled the province of Hizzithya on the other side of the Despeir Mountains, gave context to “cattle.” The captured slaves Sven and Kora freed. My father needed them for his foul plans. How were they necessary for the control of his imbued army?It was so hard to focus on those. Behind this counter, though, were most of the toys on full display: large rubber dildos, rubber vaginas, and other things that Amy had never even heard of before."Can I help you?"Amy nearly jumped. A woman, probably in her mid-forties, was approaching her from one of the aisles. She had a friendly expression on her slightly overweight face. She looked like she'd been taken from the 1980's: large hoop earrings, bracelets, tight pants; large hair. She was a woman who'd long since passed her. I looked out into the steady downpour, but could hardly make out anything. The road passing in front of our shop leading further into town was completely washed up by the rain. Brilliant flashes of lightning lit the sky sporadically, followed by loud clashes of thunder that made me disappear back into the shop. I went to the back room and searched out an old blanket that had been in there for God knows how long. I returned with it and draped it over Magnus’s corpse. I said a muted prayer for. I was still wearing the diamond necklace which Rohan had given me and would run my fingers occasionally on it. As soon as we reached our room, Rohan grabbed me and started kissing me ferociously. He embraced me so tightly that my big breast was crushed against his chest I could feel my tits bore into his chest, he started pressing and squeezing my parts, he would grab a portion of my waist muscle and squeeze it between his palms,I was now moaning ooohhh aaaaaahhh with pleasure, he licked and.