He would continue to work his tongue, occasionally grabbing my ball and giving my rock hard cock a jerk and pump. I would moan and whimper when he wo...ld give my cock and balls attention. He would occasionally drive his face into my ass, use his arms to pick me up off the couch, it made moan so loud being manhandled like that. I felt his finger circle my asshole and looked down at him. “Your asshole is so hungry it wants more than just my tongue.” I nodded, “Give it to me.” He had a smirk. Slowly a tear slipped from beneath his lashes and ran down his cheek. He would not let her be harmed again. He stood abruptly from the wall and wiped fiercely at the tear running down his check. Saints above, he was the Laird Fraser. Cien Fraser. And Cien Fraser didn’t cry. He threw his arrogance around himself like a cloak, wrapping himself tightly in it. ‘You’ll ne’re get her back like that, my young Laird,’ Henry said from the foot of the table. Cien spun around and glared at the old man.. The dresser has four rows of drawers lined up on top of each other, the very top row has two mini dressers as if they were specifically to hold undergarments and socks. On top of the dresser sits a simple modern television and a grey DVD and video player. “Well...” I breathe out, as I stand back up to inspect the rest of the room, but my soft ring-tone from my purse, seated on the off colored blue carpet next to the slightly agar door distracts me from my intended actions. I feel my skin. I'm not sure whether I'm into men or women."I put my hand on her breast. "Maybe both." She turned her head and I kissed her, realigning us on the couch. She was responsive to my kiss and in a moment, she was sliding down on me, taking me deep. Winnie faced me and enjoyed the slow ride up and down. She kissed me and I alternated between her lips and her nipples. When her body began convulsing, I used a finger to stimulate her clit to send her into orgasm."Oh. Oh my. That's the first time for.