) We kissed just a little bit and we had a small talk and I did not noticed that I fell asleep. I woke up and he sleeping too. His hand on my puss... like he wanted it more. I could see his cock small now but it still make me horny. I move down and opend my lips to kiss his cock and use my tounge on it. It began to move a little and I opened my lips, licked his endpoint hole, and began to suck it. It took very short time and it got all way hard again. “Risa, what a nice way to wake.” I. She couldn’t feel the hairs as she stroked down, but they stood up as she stroked up toward his shoulder. His biceps were smooth again, but he tensed under her fingers. Then she felt something oily, and he sucked in a breath. She could smell the ointment now.“Bad?” she asked.“I dodged a falling board too slow. The nails missed, but it was on fire. I’ve had worse when burning scrap. I don’t even think the shirt’s scorched.”“Only hurts when you laugh?”He did laugh at that. He gripped her then,. Oh, how apt this was! Verily, it was a sign! My mind raced with excitement as I rose and opened the window again. Quickly fetching a flint and taper, I lit a candelabrum and placed it upon my father’s desk. I took down the heavy volume of the Canticle of Menkeret from the shelf behind his chair and settled down. It was a beautiful ancient book; bound in rich, intricately tooled leather and braced with ornate brass. I turned each gold edged page in wonder and with reverence, trying to take in. I was still trying to get used to the frantic thrusting of John's cock in my cunt when Clive pushed his throbbing weapon into my throat.John`s shaft grazed over my clit, sending orgasmic sensations tingling through my body. I had had to stretch my mouth wide to satisfy Dave's thick weapon, but now, even though Clive was not as thick around, he was longer and I could feel his cockhead pressing urgently at the back of my throat.I relaxed as much as was possible with John hammering away at my cunt.