Her nipple was erect and pointing towards me. I kissed her lips and closed my eyes. Her lips parted, allowing my tongue to explore her mouth.We kissed... for almost 4-5 minutes and then parted. That kiss opened the gate to heaven. From her lips, I moved towards her neck and sucked her ear. She let out a small moan.I moved to her left boob. It was really soft and her nipples tasted sweet.My one hand got inside her pants and pressed on her cute pussy. She was moaning and her moans were making me. “Yes, yes, Daddy!” I moaned. “Cum in me.”“Mercedes,” he growled, his arms hugging me to his torso. He pulled me tight as he rammed his dick into me. “Shit!”His cum erupted into my convulsing pussy. I clamped my jaw shut to keep from howling out in rapture. Waves of explosive rapture slammed into my mind. Stars burst before my eyes. My cunt writhed and spasmed around his dick erupting in me.I milked him. He grunted, his arms tightening around me. I loved being in his strong embrace. I kissed and. Angela and I had a spirited, lovely fucking session, enhanced by my wife’s encouragements and fondling. This culminated in two rousing orgasms, which turned out to be the last ones of the morning for us, although my wife had another blasting orgasm courtesy of Angela wanking her to a frazzle with the vibrator “Because I don’t want you to go without; besides which, why the fuck not?” After going downstairs, we all had a cup of coffee, kissed each other goodbye, with lots of reassuring each. If she turned away, I would be eunuchized. She stood quietly and waited as silence descended on the entire crowd. Then she spoke. "I claim the right," she said loudly. There was a collective gasp from the entire crowd. No one in our village had claimed the right of ordeal in anyone's memory. For some reason known only to politicians who work in strange and secret ways, one of the minor sub-clauses of the POWA law was the right of the Offended Innocent to claim the offender as her slave. That.