His lips and tongue had been fast and light, leaving each part of her as soon as the nerves responded to his skills as a lover. She had felt and heard... herself become a sensual woman in his arms. It had felt like that she was opening up every part of herself to his light and warmth and accepting everything that he did to her as the most wonderful things that a woman could experience. This time there had not been a flood of orgasms though she had felt a flood at her loins. The juices from her sex. I could ask her to take it off and of course she would, and that would be the end of our relationship.Our "relationship" as I put it, was me providing her with complete sexual servitude whenever she was in the mood for it, day or night. A booty call, as it were. She keeps me in chastity when I'm not in her prescence to assure that I'm constantly horny and my balls are full, rendering me helpless to resist whatever she has in store for our marathon fuck sessions. I never know whether it's going. Slowly she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her cotton panties and keeping her back towards the audience, she parted her legs a little and started to slide her panties, very slowly down her curvaceous legs, bending forward as she did so until finally she stepped out of them. Her ass was perfect, a peach that looked good enough to bite and many of the men in the audience had to be put back into their seats by the bouncers who were certainly distracted themselves.Turning around she spread. Her tanned breasts jiggled as she squirmed beside me. “Fuck her hard, brother.”I winked at her. “I'm going to tame her just like Thrak tamed Faoril.”“Yes!” Pyrriah moaned, her round breasts heaving.“You think your cock will defeat me?” demanded Azuliana, her bowels clenching about my dick.My hands slid around and found her large breasts. I squeezed them as I drove my cock in and out of her tight bowels. I pounded her anal sheath, my heavy balls smacking into her taint. I grinned as I kneaded.