A while later, I felt him lightly touch my hand. "Care to take a quick break? I'm buying." Okay," I said. "I'm getting a little thirsty anyway." There...was a small lounge in the basement of the library: soda and candy machines and a couple of couches. We walked down. The room was empty. Rick got put some change in the soda machine by the door."As I recall, you drink Coke," he said. "At least that's what you were drinking at the mall, yesterday." He pressed the button, and a can rolled out. "Want. My wife is not much of a drinker but she polished off her beer and then started to play with her nipples. Ken watched this for a bit and then rubbed his crotch. I could see a tent starting. My lady stood, grabbed my coat to use as kneepads, and knelt between his legs. She fished his cock out of his boxers and began to gently nurse it. I won't go into great detail but suffice it to say that she gives one hell of a blowjob. Since he had already cum, she really had to work at it. Finally his knees. I took him in my hands and firmly used his dick as he moaned. It was delicious to take him beyond his comfort zone. It wasn’t long before he pleaded for me to finish him because he couldn’t take any more. I loosened his wrist constraints but didn’t release him. Instead I grabbed his hips and pulled his bum forward until I could see his boy pussy spread like a porn star before me. It was to much to ignore and I buried my face between his thighs and pushed my tongue into his lubed arse. A few. There were several pubs in Grimpen but Stevesoon developed a fondness for the "Hag and Besom". He had neverencountered a pub of this name before - unlike the all too familiar"White Hart," and "Bay Horse". The pub sign displayed a witch, holdingher broom aloft in defiance, being consumed on a fiery pyre. It wasn'ta pretty sign, but inside the pub was warm, comfortable, and, as thelandlord knew how to keep his beer, Steve was never short of anexcellently pulled pint. He soon got to know the.