She looks pretty. She's probably in her early 40s and has a bit of a loose belly but that is to be expected I guess. She has medium long dark hair and... moves very purposefully. I mean, every movement is useful and well timed. Her arms look strong like she is used to manual labor.Mmm, I love real women and I spent the next half hour watching her go back and forth with the boxes. Se intrigued me so much that I forgot my coffee and when I finally took a sip I almost choked and spit it out.. Uncut. I prefer cut, like me, but whatever. I leaned down and took him in my mouth. He got hard quickly, and in seconds his cock was so big I couldn’t keep it all in my mouth. Thick, widening from tip to base so much that my asshole twitched. This is going to hurt, I thought. In my CL ad I’d said I didn’t want to get pounded or plowed, I wanted a slow, easy fucking. I’d been more top than bottom up to this point, and didn’t want someone who wasn’t willing to go slow and give me time to get. Oooooh."Manny attacked my pussy, grunting and gasping with the effort. He buried his tongue in my slit, rubbing his nose over my clit as he twisted his head to lick and push deeper. He slathered over my box and chewed at the lips of my cunt, then attacked my clit with his tongue again."Oh yes oh yes oh yes," I chanted, feeling it start to rise inside me. I was going to come already. I knew it. "Oh, god. Lick it, baby. Right there! Lick my pussyhole. That's it!"And suddenly, it was there. It hit. Oily fire dripped off of it, leaving splatters on the ground as it scurried after Nathalie. Her screams galvanized me into action.I darted from Prince Meinard, sprinting from him towards my slave. He snarled. His footsteps crashed after me, but I was faster. I had to get to Nathalie. Maybe I could hurt this monster. My boots thudded on the cobblestone.“Master!” Nathalie gasped, her face painted by the orange light of her armor as she charged at me, leading the insect. “I tried! I tried! But it.