As she took the washcloth from me, she traced the scars along my body. Some were faint, old reminders of dead enemies. One was fresh, still red and li...id from a knife wound. When she had cleaned all of me but my erect member, she looked up at me questioningly. She had cum several times the night before by my hand, but I had not allowed her to touch me. This time I did nothing to stop her. She shyly touched my hardened prick and looked up. I again did nothing.Slowly she sank to her knees, both. . er, yeah.” The little man huddled in on himself until he practically reeked of shame. “I ... hung out with Antoinette last night.”“ ... I’m sorry. What?”“I uh ... had a lovely night with Antoinette.” Jack was scratching his head in that way he always did when he was nervous. Well, at least his childe was predicable. Or so he thought.“The Prince.”“The Prince.”“You had a lovely night with ... the Prince ... of our city.”“ ... yeah.”Julias’s face was stuck in a permanent frown, but his childe. I abandoned myself over to all its transports, and gave it the full possession of my whole body and soul; for now all thought was at an end with me; I lived in what I felt only. And who could describe those feelings, those agitations, yet exalted by the charm of their novelty and surprise? when that part of me which had so hungered for the dear morsel that now so delightfully crammed, forced all my vital sensations to fix their home there, during the stay of my beloved guest; who too soon paid. Why fight it! Spence pushed his cock back into her mouth and she blew him as he towered over her head. Grimbald had his hand all over her tits and waist kissing her neck watching closely as her pink lips savored the butlers cock. Then they swapped, Spence taking her doggie his cock at last ramming up inside her. He groaned with relief thrusting hard, making her ass tremble and tits swing. Grimbald finally had his cock between her arrogant lips. The night was going incredibly well, his hand up.