She soon gave up. Her moans becoming louder and her bottom became bright red. As the real tears came I stopped. Grabbing her hair I stood her up. Cut ...he tap on her hands and marched her over to the Large mirror. The tears had run her make up. Frowning she looked at herself from behind and saw what marks I had left. Rubbing and grabbing her big butt knowing full well it would arouse me. She dropped down onto her knees and ripped open my buttoned jeans. My man meat flopped out standing to. She cleaned away the filth of the other woman’s claim on her man. She learned to love the taste of other women’s pussies by sucking their juices off Prince Carsol’s shaft. She had to keep him in her orbit, keep him under her control. Losing Prince Carsol would be losing herself. She was sure she would die without him. His wife would kill her, as she had killed the previous Mistress-wife, to rule his bed and his mind. She dwelled on this often, and it took all her emotional strength to. More

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