We weren’t the only ones on the corridor and we all got a few comments from the others. There was only one derogatory comment and that was from a sl...ghtly over-weight girl. When I asked Jake what her problem was he told me that he’d got off with her a week ago and that it was like fucking a sack of potatoes.I laughed and asked him how many sacks of potatoes he’d fucked.In the guy’s room were 2 single beds separated by a bedside cabinet. I pointed to it and said, “That needs to go.” As I walked. How does that feel?" She stepped behind him again to find the nozzle of the plug and gave it a few more squeezes. He cried out in pain. "Aww. Does that hurt?" She asked as she squeezed again and again."Geez. You're ripping me open! Stop! Quit it! Stop!" I don't hear you begging," she said matter of factly. "I don't hear you begging at all." She gave the plug another couple of pumps."Okay. Okay. Please stop!"Christine laughed again. "Your voice already sounds a little bit higher. . 5 inch big-dicked ex-boyfriend.Donna got up and moved onto the bed, spreading her legs apart so I could see how battered her pussy was, allowing me to get a close-up look at her very wet, sloppy pussy and I could see her lips were both red and swollen and thick globs of cum still seeping out and sliding down onto her ass. I heard Donna very quietly tell him that his big cock felt so good inside her as it stretched her so wide and filled her so much and that she couldn't believe how much cum. But Set was no other guy. He was Lion. And, carrying on his famous father Horatio Bones' legacy, he was an explorer, an adventurer. Looking for action, risks, danger, the wilderness, and of course any free drinks and curvaceous girls along the way. You only live once, and Set was living for more than one man. He'd fucked other explorers, librarians (research!), dancers, whores, bandits, thieves, pirates, farmer's wives and daughters, bar wenches, assassins, tribespeople, priestesses, other.