Chapter 238

Military Slavery

With her sensual eyes, staring at him and feeling like to plead for mercy she breathed hard, bit her lower lips and entertained herself with the way at which he stroked his penis and oiled it with the lubricant.

“I am going to fuck you so hard that you won’t demand for sex anymore,” he groaned and drifted to her, with a patient stare at her legs which trembled under the hold of the slave hand cuff and chains which ended up making her legs even wider each time she tried to escape under it.

She wanted to moan at the top of her voice as he started pouring the lubricant onto her vulva and clitoris; she wanted to tell him the warmth of the lubricant was caressing her in a maddening way and if he wouldn’t stop, she would appreciate it so much. As she gnashed her teeth and tossed her head in sweetness and pleasure, she wondered if Coleman was better than his son, Brian in bed. She felt happy to taste both father and son, and since her husband was dead, sh