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Coach Rod watched the woman pace slowly across his office, the heels of her boots clicking on the wood flooring. From experience, he could guess what she would say before the words left her mouth; it was too early for their meeting, but it wasn't his place to say so. "I admit it," the woman sighed, "the little flame-haired cunt is quite delightful. blonde "The pictures really didn't do her justice, but I suppose that's my good fortune, isn't it?" She waved her hand imperiously in his mature direction, making it clear it was a rhetorical pornstar question. His visitor tossed her head, doubtless trying to rein in her impatience, and asked the question the coach was dreading. "When will she be Hardcore ready?" Rod pursed his lips and tried to contain his nervousness. "At least a week." The woman's eyes narrowed, and he hurried on. "The conditioning's been working great, but she only graduated to stage three a few days ago. Really, we weren't expecting her to move up until next year." "That's your problem," she responded dismissively. "But her performance with that other girl -- both of them, really -- was unbelievably pathetic. Totally unacceptable!" She paused for a moment to look down her nose at him. "Not up to your usual standards, I must say." "I completely agree, of course," replied Rod, trying to tread a line between understanding and obsequiousness. "But we're amping her full power, and she'll be dripping for pussy in no time." Being put in this position didn't make him happy, either, but there really wasn't a lot he could do other than try to steer the discussion back to their goals rather than Grace's admitted shortcomings. "Have you decided if you want lesbian, or just bisexual?" "Bi, I suppose," the woman sighed, finally condescending to settle upon a chair in front of him. "Sometimes there are guests to consider." She leaned forward and fixed an unwavering stare on Rod. "But she'll be imprinted on me, of course." "Of course," he echoed. Some might have been offended by her insistence on stating the obvious, or her tone of voice in saying it, but Rod wasn't one of them. Besides, by the time camp ended, it would be water under the bridge -- and he knew his place. She smiled as if reading his mind. "Just so," she purred, and reached out to snag the short leash attached to the sturdy leather collar about his neck. A brief, and unnecessary, hard fuck tug brought him out of his crouch and onto his hands and knees. Slave Rod's throbbing manhood bobbed beneath him, but he knew it wouldn't be called upon. Keeping his eyes lowered, he waited as the woman gracefully unfastened her wraparound dress, and then crawled forward to begin worshipping her exposed sex. The subtle hitch in her breathing left precum leaking from the head of his shaft; while Rod derived great pleasure from finding and preparing new slaves for his masters and mistresses, there was still something to be said for the simplicity of direct, personal pornstars service. The Honeymoon Her huge fleshy orbs rocked softly beneath the tight, pornstars sheer lace of her robe that did little to conceal her form. He looked ready to get up and chase me so I held up a finger and told him, "I'll be right back. “We don’t have time for another one and I don’t want Mum to find you naked in my room when she gets back.” She echoed his moan, fleetingly surprised at his gentle movements, but within another second she forgot all about everything except the feeling of his cock. Her spicy cream coated my tongue. This is not RIGHT!” He pulled away before lining his cock up again, though not with her pussy. It was dark in the room. “I have rarely seen one pornstar guy with this many elementals, plus he had all those watchers. She thanked him for hurting her clit afterwards, like a good girl. PLAY WITH MY TITS WHILE HE TATTOOS MY ASS." Maria and the male were talking about something she didn’t understand, with Zu’gar half listening in, half-drunkenly running her fingertips up and down Lace’s spine and, mature while it was no White Bear, the place Zu’gar had found at least seemed exceptionally welcoming to her, and, now that the shock of the minor celebrity upon arrival had faded, she reevaluated the crowd, eying them a little more closely now, a big part of her unashamedly giddy to be among so many alluring Orcess’ and their male companions. God, why did I have to throw that in her face, like she needed Hardcore to be reminded of how all the people that said they were her friends, were quick to throw her to the waist side when they found out her secret. The scene seemed to play out in slow motion. Anything you need." “I got to say it’s a little weird having drinks with the team that hard fuck just kicked my ass.” Once she had seen him erect from a side view and if she hadn't known better she would have though he was holding blonde a long joke dildo. Her memory focused on that day five years ago when she had come home from school to pick up things from her old room and the check her father always made sure was on the dresser (hush money she supposed). He stuttered a little, and asked me if I was gay. “Not giving you any clues Em, that would spoil the surprise.” Patricia relaxed enjoying the euphoria that the both of them shared.