' I brushed his hand away and started for the door, Jarvis said 'even if you leave some one will see you go and believe that I got that ass, so make y...ur choice.' I stopped and thought what was going to happen when Jarvis broke the silence. 'I know Daryl and he told me what a good fuck you are, I've been trying to meet you since you stole my fuck buddy.' I turned to see Jarvis stripping his clothes off, Jarvis moved quickly and was naked before I could formulate a protest. Jarvis was not a. The highest score would determine the winner of the round. Raychelle was the one who suggested that the loser of the round would have to remove an article of clothing and then shoot first in the next round. Getting into her spirit of maybe a booty-call evening, I had countered that whoever was naked first would be the overall loser and would have to do whatever the winner wanted for the rest of the evening. And Raychelle had not only agreed, but had also volunteered that she would take a shot. Then as my shirt flew off somewhere he kissed down my chest and then teased my nipples with his tongue. J.W then arose to take off his and then came back to me and kissed me. His hands unbuttoned my jeans and quickly found their way inside them...they found what they were looking for and began to do their business. My moans began to echo the room as his hands pulled out my already hard cock. Just then he motioned me to lay back against him as he sat down. I did and I succumbed to his seduction.. There was a large dining table that occupied the center of the room, the chairs ornately carved, some of Isabelle’s suits of gilded armor lining the walls. Their feet echoed on the checkerboard floor as she dragged him along, entering the West wing and turning towards the stone steps that led down into the cellars.She paused to unbolt a heavy wooden door, leading Iden into a dimly lit room with an arched stone ceiling, empty wine racks stacked against the walls. At the far end of the room was a.