The sun seem especially bright that day as she strolled around the pool wearing an aqua-blue bikini. The sun was radiant upon her dark sienna skin. Wh...en she looked up their eyes met and everything around them seem distant and muffled. Both seem to notice this and they smiled at the same time.Before he knew what he was doing he had raised his hand and waved a friendly, Hello. She examined him from her pool side perch. Her scrutiny softened and became an inviting gaze, her jeweled brown eyes. She’s clearly close to another orgasm so I firmly grab both breasts, squeezing them as I push them into her chest. At the top of her voice she screams “Harder.” So I do. “Oh Gosh, now pinch my nipples. Not like that! Like you mean it!” I do. I’m rewarded with a wet dick and lost friction as she explodes. Sam collapses onto me; my hard dick still buried deep. Sam raises her head and smiles. You enjoyed that!” I suggest. She nods and as she does she wiggles her bum; my dick flexes in. He loves other men lusting after me, seeing a flash of my bum cheeks, or a glimpse of pussy..Sometimes he takes pics of me in the street, even in red light areas, looking like I am plying for business.He also takes pics of me naked, or sucking his cock, or of him fucking me, and he puts my pics up on adult websites like this one. But I am a nice Catholic girl, convent educated and this behaviour by my hubby shocks me sometimes until recently. We were at a friends house a few months ago, it. “W… what??” Myara finally managed to stammer, while involuntarily wriggling her dripping rear, “What are those?”“Oh, these are my losiphons.” The enchanter spoke casually.“What… what are they doing here?”“Why they’re my brainless underlings. Very useful beings,” he assured her, while he observed the creatures clean out their trough of food to the last molecule. “They communicate with each other telepathically, in some sort of hierarchic hive culture. It’s absolutely fascinating-”“But when…”.