It was brutal, and I was uncomfortable. How could I have compared this bastard to my husband's gentle love making. This guy was just slamming himself ...into me like he hated me, and wanted revenge for something I'd done to him. On top of that he was gripping my breasts like he wanted to leave a scar on me or mark me. "Hey take it easy on the titties, they're not made of stone. That hurts," I said."Shut up bitch and take it," he sneered. He slapped my ass so hard that it hurt. And when I told him. To us that would be as bad as no information at all.}Again, Sam nodded, then felt once again felt foolish knowing that the Queen had no idea. Sam sighed then continued, {I am sorry Queen Triada, I am more than anxious to know what is going on. I guess I am more anxious about all this than I thought.}{All is good Sam, as I stated I wish to have facts to give you. My people desire to not pass on false information. I have asked all the elders to look into this, we should have an answer soon for. I grab her and give her a big hug. “That was fun you’re a good runner,” I tell her. The hug lingers on and her body feels so good pressed against me. Neither one of us want to end it. I’m wondering if she feels my hard cock against her. God, I just want to strip down right there in front of everyone and fuck her. Something about all that physical activity just increases the sexual tension. As the embrace ends she looks me in the eyes and I can tell from the look and her smile that she was. I hope you know how I want it.”, I said giving him a mischievous smile.I couldn’t have wished for a more loyal sex slave than that cunning bastard. He knew he would never get to taste such a posh pussy in his pathetic life, so he put in all his efforts.The weak little man behaved like one – he inserted his tongue deep inside my pussy and swiftly moved it up and down while holding my feet. His tongue had cleaned the sticky liquid that oozed from my pussy. We both caught sight of each other while.