’ ‘What does she think of your choice of husband?’ Again I knew the answer to this, she was unhappy with this arranged marriage. ‘He is not my...choice of husband, this has been arranged between my father and his. She has not said anything to me but I believe that she would have wished for a man who is not so much a warrior, she would prefer an artist or singer.’ ‘But she is forced to go along with this?’ ‘Yes, as am I and it saddens her to think that I am to become the wife of a man who is used. Our eyes met at the same time with me yelling “whoa!Sorry grandma!”“Whoa Billy!” grandma said, keeping the pause, turningher head to me and smiling. “Are you excited to see meor what boy? It’s been a long time since I sawsomething like that in person.”After a few seconds, I realized my dick was in my handand quickly turned around, sticking my piss hard backinto my pants, then standing there stupid, explainingwhy I had come in and apologizing.Grandma. With calculated strength and timing, Mistress had brought the floggers tendrils across the back of my stretched thighs. The pain was different there, my skin unprepared but heating quickly after the first lash. I think I screamed. I'm not sure to be honest. The flogger came again and again, sometimes from the outside, sometimes angled so the strands curled around to lick at my inner thighs, dragging across the wetness leaked from my pussy during all this. Without warning or break, the flogger. They both sat on the end and let me suck their toes and lick the soles of their beautiful little feet and then they both gave me footjobs Marissa getting my actual dick and Maralee got to play with my balls and I came all over their beautiful little toes and they cleaned each others feet before we got down to business. Me and Maralee took care of Marissa popping her cherry first after she went slow but I could care less she was so tight I almost came in her without us even moving so I had.
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