I sure was. I slowly lowered myself. I had to go slow because I was feeling a little pain. A few ups and downs and I had him completely inside me. I k...now my husband won't like me to say this, but there is something to be said about a large cock. It just seems to fill you up more, and that leads to more pleasurable feelings. It just feels so fucking good.While I was doing all the work, he was gently massaging my tits. I don't have to tell you how sensitive my nipples are, but Kurt didn't know,. "Now stand as you were instructed and don't give me any more sass. Hands behind your back. Higher. I said higher! That's it, pull-up and shove those tits out. Shove them way out."Now spread those legs. Get them out there. Feet at a 45-degree angle. Push your hips forward; I want to be able to see that shaved cunt of yours."As Sheila followed each of Paul's directions to the letter, Paul smiled and said, "My goodness Mrs. Bernstein, you do have superb posture; if you were a majorette, your. A few adults followed the hunters into the shaman’s tent. Mothers held squalling babies and curious toddlers, keeping them from pursuing their fathers and brothers. Inside, the air was warm. A soft fire glowed in the center of the ample space. Around the pit were furs and goosedown pillows for visitors. The shaman lay with one of his wives while the other worked at a loom toward the back.The shaman, an elder wolf of dark grey fur and golden eyes, sat up, his beads clicking softly in his mane. Monica made sure the clubs she scheduled were also open to potential live sex in their acts because she had some wild ideas she wanted to try out. Finally, the night arrived and Monica was at the "Wild Horseshoe Club" in Wilderness, Idaho and she was introduced to the audience and Monica strolled out on the stage to do her live with music striptease routine.Monica came out dressed in what appeared to be a business outfit with sexy blouse and pants but asher music routine played, she quickly.