He was panting for breath, my face buried in his pubic hair and his cock deep inside my throat. His anus gripped my finger as it still played across h...is prostate. Then, as I lifted my mouth briefly from my deep-throating of him to take some air, my right hand felt his balls retracting into his body and those “low-hangers” had almost disappeared. I knew he was getting close but even so, I was not prepared. Suddenly, he let out a deep gasp and without warning he shot his first jet of jism. I really didn’t want her out there in the world and some fellow thinking she was free for the picking, and she understood that. Browsing in a mall a few days later I saw something that inspired me, and that same afternoon we went back to the jeweler’s shop with my design. On a delicate silver chain, I described what I had in mind, a little heart-shaped pendant with a tiny pearl tucked inside the heart. Could he do it? Christine watched as he sketched an idea on a pad on the table in his. "All right, Mrs. Morrow, if that's the way you want it, then that's the way it shall be."Max rose from the bed and walked over to the clock, patting its face. He turned and looked at her crumpled form on the bed."Remember the rules, it doesn't start again until I'm pleased. And believe me, Mrs. Morrow, I can be very difficult to please once I have become angry."He pulled his robe together, tying it with the terry-cloth belt and walked toward the door."I'll be back tomorrow when you've had time. He ran his fingers through his hair, muttering unintelligible words before he too sighed. He turned to meet her unwavering gaze."So be it. Sabratha, I give you my solemn vow to protect your heir and her mate beyond all others, this I swear to you upon the love I hold forever in my heart for you." He lowered his shining orbs, "Love, do not do what I fear you plan to do. Please, stay with me."She drew in a shaking breath, but a cacophony of unholy screeches silenced her reply. With eyes blazing,.