Amanda hardly seemed able to breathe. It was clear the she could feel every inch of her lovers' cock as it speared her hole and widened her with every...stroke.After ten more minuets of constant thrusting - and almost continuous orgasms from Amanda - I could see that Marc was getting ready to cum. My wife could obviously sense the swelling of his cock as well, because she immediately begged him to pull out so that she could be allowed to swallow his cum.Marc seemed more than pleased with this. “I didn’t know that, but you know what? It’s ok. You don’t need to worry about it. You lose it when you’re ready.”Emerald tried to reply, but the sob lodged in her throat prevented her from doing so. She nodded again instead.“Emerald, you don’t need to worry about still being a virgin,” repeated Pearl soothingly. “Don’t let anyone shame you. People have tried to slut shame me because of my...rather loose lifestyle, and you know what? Screw them!”Pearl was smiling widely now, which. While we were sitting having a lunch of cold meat and bread I asked Colmgil about bees."Does anyone keep bees around here Colmgil?" Keep bees, my Lord, isn't that something that churchmen do to pass the time?" Churchmen might well be the answer Colmgil but see you, don't sneer. Bees are important little things and keeping them provides a source of honey and wax. Wax can be fashioned into candles and honey turned into mead, both valuable man."Colmgil's sneer disappeared as he mulled over what I. No! No, no, no, no, absolutely NOT! I am not Gay!I do not want a man! I don't... I don't... don't... Jeezus, this is so hot!It was almost a relief when she slid down my body and slipped my bone into her mouth. It was just 'normal' sex again, unburdened by thoughts of my partner's meaty surprise. Now I knew what it was like to be ministered to by truly talented lips and tongue! My hands went to her head unbidden. I just held them there, not attempting to force her facedown on me. It seemed.