1. The Incubus' Wife: Pleasured At Dinner


    Date: 5/29/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Authoritarian, BDSM, Wife, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    saying that I have asked for too much than you can offer me? Is making me pregnant too much of work and a liability for you, Mason?” He glances at me ragingly, but then he in the end comes out clean, “If I make you pregnant, Emma, they are definitely going to kill that child of ours, do you hear me? He will unquestionably become a sacrifice to the Deity of the Incubus. I don’t want that to take place. Do you yourself?” Mason has got a very influential status in the society of the Incubus. He is a prince and successor to the throne. His father is the Majesty of the Scarab Empire. All of Las Vegas falls under his dominion. He doesn’t govern human beings specifically, but those of his kind and family. “That is what my tradition calls for, Emma. As I am the heir to the throne, I shall offer up my first child ten days after he or she is born to the Deity. Only then am I approved to have as many children as I want. How would you react to this kind of situation yourself? Seeing our first and only child get seized away from us, and then get placed on that venerable altar where they will cook and roast him alive as a banquet to the Gods? How are you going to feel seeing that, my love?” I don’t think that I can withstand hearing more of this story. Enough of it please! I am not going to let them do that to me, or to my baby either. I am shuddering and trembling right now. From deep and heavy horror that is. Mason takes me in his arms affectionately and makes known to me, “I am not ...
    going to add another word to that, my love. I will take you to our bed now. We have not completed making love, you remember?” I only nod my head in stillness. He first picks himself up to his feet, then hauls me after me, and at the last bear me into his doting arms so that he can easily wander his way to our exclusive bedroom. By the moment that Mason lights up the dim room, I have wholly unclothed naked. As he shifts closer to me on the bed, I stir after him as well and go on to knock and bash my lips on his. He sighs and gasps out excitedly, pushing on to tilt himself against me and brace on to my back behind with his hands. I continue on tasting and brushing his lips with my tongue. I reach for the belt strapped on his slacks, and at a snail’s pace work it loose so as to finally remove it and launch it away. He scales and clambers up on top of me, settling and laying me down warily on the mattress beneath. I breathe out here and then. I am dying to have him pick out his dick from his underwear and fix it inside my starving vagina. I can’t wait any longer for this to actually happen. I what’s more want to snatch those mouthwatering and beautiful buttocks of his, and then caress them bountifully as I feel like doing. He is my husband after all, or is not he? He reaches down for my simple legs and wrests them up. I am left out of breath and I am even on the point of falling into a faint the minute he accomplishes this. Mason; my one and only Mason! With his hand, he suspiciously ...
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