I nodded down at dad and nearly shot my lot as I felt the inside of his warm mouth, his tongue flicking and licking every inch as my cock disappeared ...rom view, he kept hold of my balls while the other hand reached round and under my shorts, his fingers probing out my arsehole while pulling me closer to him, my hands on his head for balance and what followed was undoubtedly the best blow job I had ever received. I held on tight as with his finger up my arse my legs trembled as I shot my hot. After all, look what she had done to the male Courtiers. Was that not the vilest act? To suffer execution was one thing. Perhaps an honourable thing. But to be castrated first... I watched as Princess Venetia picked up the razor. Her features were as steely as the blade itself. An Overseer soaped the pubic mound and then the blade was put to work. All the time, Xena was moaning and shuddering. I could imagine the depths of her shame. What an indignity for such a woman! But, I knew, worse was. It is soulless."Now, this meal is very different. The Chef went out and selected the finest ingredients by hand. He blended the ingredients together to bring out the flavors in the hope of achieving an esthetic balance for my pleasure. It is a work of art and every dish is slightly different. I not only appreciate the flavor and the presentation of the dish, I also appreciate the time and effort put into its creation. I appreciate the hard work that it took to cultivate the kind of talent. As always, she looked stunning. She was wearing minimal make-up, just enough to make her eyes “pop.” She wore a hippy-style blouse over a pair of jeans. Good, because I had decided not to get too fancy. Sure, I was wearing a button down, but I was glad I decided on jeans as well. Being underdressed, or even more so, overdressed, would have made this more awkward than it already was. I still wasn’t sure why she invited me, but I guessed we’d get there eventually.“Amos, hi,” she said,.