“You will need to tell me what you think these are worth.”Wilhelm said, “Right now my most expensive wine is 30d for one sextarius, (a half lite...). This is fifty percent more than that so it would equate to 45d.”“Get a bottle of your best and let’s taste it.”The man got a bottle of his best and there were a few men in the store. Tom called them over and he said, “How many of you buy this type of wine?” He held up the expensive bottle. About half raised their hands. That was good because it. Some male friends were whispering to each other, but I couldn't hear it very well so while they slowly moved away from the other group I went with them. All my other female friends stayed behind with a few other male friends and I swam away to the other side of the lake with a few male friends who had made me curious.We arrived at the other side of the lake. I could barely stand and keep my head above the water. The water almost touched my shin. The guys were taller so they had their shoulders. I could taste his flesh, his precum, and I could hear him groan above me as I put it in my mouth. I began slowly sucking his cock, bobbing my head up and down over the same four inches as I did. One of his hands resumed running through my hair as he groaned, and the other resumed rubbing my nipple. The sensation made me moan on his dick and I took another inch or two, it filling more of my mouth than I expected. I wanted to take all ten inches down my throat, but I wasnt sure I could yet, so I. With one final push Kingrammed his deep past my tonsils and sprayed his juice all down mythroat filling up my stomach for what felt like minutes.As King pulled out of my exhausted mouth I began to cough up his doggysperm but forced myself to keep it down, it was a gift from him to meand I should be more grateful.As I swallowed the last of his jizz my thoughts turned to my ownaching cock, at 6 and a half inches it wasn't bad for my age and wascertainly enough to fill my palm. But this time I was.