As Lord Morgan dried and dressed I took a moment to examine him. I guessed him not more than five years older than me if that. He was around ten centi...eters taller than me. His blond hair was short-cropped. Like every Brenhaven lord I’d ever seen, he was clean-shaven. From earlier, I’d noticed that he was reasonably strong, although he did have some fat on him; men are more cuddly that way. He had a thick coat of chest-hair, but only a strip running down his belly.He donned a short, modern kilt. I went near her intentionally and we rubbed each other. She pressed herself against me this time and I turned her to me and took her lips hhhmm and I was all the sound and we stood together, with our lips locked for a few minutes. I slowly pulled her to me and she did not refuse. I felt her hip area between the blouse and petticoat and applied pressure as we continued kissing. She pulled off and it’s time. Let us go” she said. I agreed and we left to the banking hall as usual while leaving. As he now fucked her with a new found fury I could see that his dick was about a foot long and as fat as the girl's wrist. As Ty continued to try and pound the girl, Mike and the chair through the floor, the girl started to let out a****listic screams of unbridled passion. I had never heard a woman make sounds like that, so raw and full of lust. After furiously pumping his little fuck slut for another five minutes Ty started grunting wildly and his thrusts got erratic and with one final groan. Back in the bedroom, Lee considered getting in his car and leaving. Itwas now nighttime and a massive thunderstorm hit the area. Probably notthe easiest commute back home. Terrified, he went into the next bedroomand turned on the light.It was a pink nightmare with a canopy bed and decorated from floor toceiling with dance, ballet, and girlish decor. He immediately slammed thedoor shut. No way in hell was he going down that path. Making his way tothe master bedroom with noises from the.