But I would never enter Her space, and even if allowed to, I'd always maintain a respectful distance, as befits a lowly sad perv in the presence of a ...oddess. Even if She kisses me on the cheek in greeting or saying goodbye, I feel uncomfortable (specially if my pants are full of cum She'd made me do). I've told Her, in Her presence, that's She's my All-Time No.1 Goddess and Spunk Queen, and She even repeated it once. So She knows how useless I am, stuttering and awkward when She arrives, and. He held my cock there for a moment, letting his tonguerun around the shaft. Then he pulled back until just the head was in hismouth. His tongue ran around it, making me moan.I wasn't going to last very long at this rate. I gripped the top of thestall and closed my eyes. The man continued to suck on me, giving me one ofthe best blow jobs I'd ever had. Guys always seemed to be better at suckingcock than girls did.The man servicing me seemed to be enjoying his work. I heard muffled moansthrough. His shaggy blonde hair blew in the wind and he had a bushy beard. A huge battle-axe was over one shoulder and a cloak billowed out behind him as he ran. Scott guessed that this must be Alfred himself.He ordered his captain to sail in towards the beach and for men to man the falconet. The rope ladder was flung over the side and Scott's scouts climbed aboard as the falconet fired a warning shot at the pursuing Saxons, bringing them up short.The man who Scott assumed was Alfred strode towards the. I giggled and slowly tried to move my hand away when she grabbed it. She put it back on her breasts. I bit my bottom lip and moved myself closer to her for a kiss. She met me half way and started kissing me passionately. I grabbed harder on her breasts and felt her piercing in the palm of my hand. My fingers moved their way down to her already hard nipples. I pinched and pulled on them slightly.She bit my bottom lip then lightly tugged on it. We had both been sitting up against the wall on my.