The coldness of the cellar faded from my sensory radar, replaced with an unexplained of excitement starting to build up in my stomach. XXNX And i’m going to marry you.” he’s lipped the words with love, enunciating his main intention to her. With those agonizing clips biting on my sex, i could no longer put up any resistance to hinder his sick plan. “It would make you my wife. “I’m cumming.” he breathed. Can i?” he whispered softly. His look was very different from the Luther i know, very carnal, very…male! “I think i should get more out of you.” he sinfully whispered. I could see him pressing on the piston, pushing it in to the syringe to force the milk into me. My mind was just too wild to even begin processing thoughts. I couldn’t see what he’s doing exactly, but i could tell he
