Karen delicately forced her tits into Pauls face, drenching him in her thick Turkish perfume. She really for ...this time and rocked back and forth on the axis of her spine and hips using her weight to pull back and forth on his rock solid dick. This carried on before Paul could handle no more and grabbed her lifting her to the bed where the restraints lay. He had a choice, either fuck her here right now on the bed or use the leather restraints. He tore. Using her lips and the lessons he taught her, she made his cock grow even harder and demanding. He allowed her to role the condom onto his thick shaft, stretching it so thin that she thought it might tear. She mounted him, slowly, working his cock, back and forth, carefully stretching her pussy to take him in. The whole time he just watched, his dark face grinning as this white girl worked hard to fit all of his black cock, to pleasure him.When she had finally mounted him, she began to ride his. I took the opportunity to read it in more depth now, looking for 'care and feeding' information, as well as details about the relationship between drone and Clan Lord. What I found raised some red flags in my mind.When drones hit puberty, they developed a need to 'belong' to someone. That someone was almost always a clan leader, though some drones ended up 'bound' to the head of the clan's equivalent of a police force. Nilwint was several years past puberty, and her 'sister' should have gone. I picked her up and carried her to my king sized bed, my prick still inside of her. Knowing that it would take a while for me to get hard again, I lay on my back and signalled her to sit on my face. She obliged immediately. My hands on her ass cheeks, I pulled her closer to me, lapping up every drop of the cocktail flowing from between her lips. ‘What a delight, she tasted absolutely divine’. After a while she started rubbing her cunt over my face, using my nose to stimulate her bulging clit.