I was pretty apprehensive about getting in to clean the boars. Two of them were big, especially the Hampshire who must have weighed about a thousand p...unds, and had big tusks. The York boar was young and only weighed about two hundred pounds. I watched Jean show me how to handle them and being a young macho type I wasn’t going to show my fear.That evening after the other chores were done Jean tested the sows and gilts for heat. She would put pressure on their backs and pointed out how the ones. I decided then that this bitch would be mine before I killed her. I located the nearest building and stormed inside forcing the woman ahead of me, it looked to be a wineseller's. “Everyone out! Emperor's business,” I shouted. The merry patrons hushed up and ran for the exits without further provocation. A guard of mine slammed the door. I lifted up the assassin by her neck and slammed her back onto a table, sending wine glasses and bottles rolling onto the floor with a crash. “Tell me who sent. I'll nuzzle my face into your skin where your shoulders join your neck, and wriggle the tip of my tongue slowly, up to your ear.I'll suck on your ear lobe, and nibble up the outer edge, all the while grinding black lace onto your cock as my wetness begins to coat your darkening skin. Then I'll softly bite and kiss my way back down your neck, across your broad chest to the other side of your face. There, I'll kiss a trail up to your mouth, and feather-soft lay a kiss on your lips...If I could. Kora was helpless. It wasn't even the pounding as much as it was the teasing that turned him into a whimpering slut, long, pale legs spread and his full lips parted, slickened with saliva. He was very aware of his humiliating facial expression, but more pressing was the painful twitches his own prick was giving. His own warm pre-cum was dribbling messily down the insides of his thighs, mixing together with the slather of the cop's. No relief came. Just steady pumps into his ass, pushing at a.