I didn't realize that it was happening at first, but I was slowly falling head over heels for her. It was a real dilemma. She was a consummate flirt, ...nd often had my cock hard in my pants while we chatted. As our talks became more and more explicit, she began sending me pictures of her big soft breasts and her eager little pussy. It was obvious that her husband must be the one behind the camera, so I just rolled with it and enjoyed every minute. The first time I dropped my trousers on camera. Mykaiila carried, amongst other things, a sack containing tubes of coins,so that the coins would not clink and make noise. I travelled with asmall fortune in gold and silver, more than enough to establish myselfin Patashqar for a long time. I would, I think, buy a large town housewithin the city, a secluded residence with high walls and lush gardens.I would buy slaves, and hire warriors to do my bidding. I would be apowerful woman indeed. I might even buy beautiful slave-girls and, inthe. Your tongue had started by teasing the ‘eye’ in the end but your need to have your mouth filled (as Maria’s was) meant that you sucked impatiently hard and took my solid cock deep until my spunk was straining for release. From my lap you could still see the screen and we both saw the man with the long cock move around behind Maria. She, had taken a brief opportunity of freedom of hands and movement to squeeze her own breasts and to twist and roll the nipples as she rode furiously upon the thick. I kept up the slow rocking for six or eight minutes, occasionally letting go of her breast and moving my hand down to massage her pubic mound and stroke her clitoris lightly. When she would moan, I would move my hand back up to squeeze her boob."Are you close to cumming?" she asked me."Yea, I'm about there." Don't . . . don't stop . . . just . . . keep . . . going," she breathed. Then she started to tighten her pussy about my cock, a slow and gentle, but unmistakable, squeeze. It sent me over.