Inside Madam Mim's Cottage Extended Version (ft. SLB)

“Yes!” she howled, an expression of bestial abandon pov transforming her beautiful face. Her body had surrendered, and she was in the sweet, cruel grip of a shattering catharsis. Juices flowed freely from her cunt until her legs gave way and she collapsed whimpering and writhing onto the carpet. Pavel and Dmitri looked blowjob on indulgently, watching as she gasped and panted through the aftershocks, jabbering under her breath in Amharic. Then Carissa hurried back with the knife she had chosen for her sister. “It’s quite beautiful” Pavel remarked, admiring the ivory doggystyle and brass inlays in the hilt and the animation silvery delicacy of the long blade. Yewubdar raised herself on one elbow. “I’m told that you creampie have waited a long time” he smiled. She could only nod helplessly. He tried the knife’s sharpness with the ball of his thumb, and a tiny red bead welled up in the centre. He beckoned to her with the index finger of the same hand and she forced herself across the floor to him on her hands and knees, still sobbing softly at the waves of release coursing through her, to lick the drop daintily away. “How,” she gasped, “how do you want me”? “The intensity of her need is quite compelling” said Pavel, suavely. “I suppose so”. The next two days passed by with nothing special happening except my anticipation and suspense kept animation growing as Sissel still would not appear. “Yes I have.” "Hey, let's not behave any differently around them!" he said. Keep repeating. It was painful to be hard this long. But daddy is still my favorite and he’s the blowjob only one I actually have sex with because no one but him and mom can make me cum like they do. She was about to turn away when we reached the door, but I asked her if she wanted to eat with me. She just stood there, saying nothing, until I pleaded “Please?” She caved in, and she went sat down at an empty table while I got my lunch of sausage, baked beans and chips. Drawing as close as physically possible, they touched each other, tasting with their tongues while their lips tightly pressed together for long moments. It creampie leaned back as our tongues dueled again. “Didn’t your momma ever teach you how to call for a waitress? I got a big hug from her. I needed to fuck, but she just wasn’t receptive. I looked pov round and saw that Piper, Max and the woman were all staring at me. I doggystyle picked up the dress and put it on.