Still, it was commonplace enough in the Holy Land and the surviving female Pilgrims had many tales of brutality on the road to the holy shrines of Chr...stianity.She had to admit that when the returned Pilgrims and nuns repeated the stories around a campfire it would make her horny and she would rush to find Sir Roland to gain the succor of his certain passion.Fortunately, her new friend the Moor was attuned enough to select an unattached female from the camp followers and the camp dwellers were. "You like that, don't you boy?" Madeline wrapped herother hand around my cock and pumped it up and down along with her fingerfucking my ass. "That's it...let go, boy, cum for Mommy!"She sped up, fucking me hard with her finger in my ass and jacking me offhard and fast. It was more than enough and I quickly reached the point ofno return. Madeline scooted forward and aimed my cock at her crotch. Iscreamed as I erupted, over and over, great streams of hot sperm gushingout, all over her own cock. So I let go of his cock and waited to give him the final revelation. I poured us another shot as He said, "I don't think I will make a very convincing girl." Smiling I said, "I bet you make just as pretty a girl as I do." It took a moment for it to sink in. The scope of emotions that played across his face was amazing. First disbelief, Then the remnants of his homophobia surfaced, Then curiosity as he looked me over with a new skeptical focus, Finally a longing that was even older than the. There is only one slave here tonight. You don’t have to wear your collar if you would prefer not to.’I tried not to show it, but I suddenly recoiled at the thought of removing my new collar for this man I had just met. More even than my wedding ring set, my collar had become the symbol of my bond to my husband. I was also suddenly struck by a fear that I had very badly misunderstood Charles again and that I was jeopardizing my future with him by choosing not to require Gena to choose a.