It felt so good him on me like that with his dick still in my ass. He was mine now. Gently I had to wake him so we could get off the wedge pillow. We ...uddled up with his dick stuffed back inside my cum filled ass. We fell asleep this time for a couple hours. When we woke up it was after midnight, and we were both hungry. It was time to raid the kitchen. Good thing I had ordered Chinese and had it in the fridge to warm up. We went to the kitchen and stayed naked. I was mesmerized watching his. I’ve always been told that’s nice and average, but after seeing his monster I couldn’t help but feel inadequate. And it wasn’t just his shaft. Hanging low and loose under it were the biggest pair of balls I have ever seen. It was like I was seeing a pink sack with two golf balls in it. What the hell was it like to walk around with that all the time?! I wasn’t sure if I should be jealous, and thankful that I didn’t have to deal with it. Jason’s fingers moved to his shaft and started tugging at. “How do you know your way around here so well?” Silmaria asked him as she became ever more lost in the twists and turns and intersecting backstreets and side alleys they took. “I spent most of my childhood in Trelling’s Rest, remember?” he answered. The streets all had a downgrade now as the land sloped downward toward the Lake, the buildings standing in rowed tiers as they got closer to the docks. “You were a squire in the Knighthood. I didn’t think they let you run free in the city.” “They. ’ Ted agreed as the plane bumped down on the runway. The agreement signing was a somber affair. The lawyers took on the persona of bureaucrats, signing and notarizing. Hopkins was present, Judson wasn’t. He had his usual dour expression painted on his face beneath his beard. Larry Wilton showed up, flanked by an honor guard of attorneys. It irked Paul that he failed to ask about Audrey. Paul told him anyway. Wilton told him that Craig Morehead’s case had cooled off. The court psychologist had.