Your men-at-arms will be disarmed and executed.”Jean laughed. “Is that so, well, I have a counteroffer for you, your Highness, or Majesty. I’m s...rry, I don’t quite know how to address the King of the Isle of Mann. You take your army and turn around and go back home. Get on your boat and sail home to Mann and live out your life, grow old and fat and fuck your wife until your balls fall off. Or, you can come into this valley and die. We won’t ransom your noblemen. We will kill you all, regardless. I was in my orange and black swimsuit that gave my body a nice round hourglass shape and wore some camo baggy pants and a yellow jeans vest over it. We both looked as tourist-y as we could get.I leaned across the receptionist’s desk and smiled. “So,” I said to Giulia, “which is the best way to the beach?” She smiled back and went through some leaflets, pulling up one with a small tourist map on it.She pointed: “This is the closest beach from here,” she said.I nodded. “And which is the. Is that ok?"I tell her; " That's fine and that it's great that she has a big sister to count on." I take my her to the airport and Cindy and myself watch as the plane lifts into the air,heading off to Denver, with my wife aboard. We get back in the car and head home. Cindy leans over and rest her head against my shoulder, rubbing my chest and kissing my neck. She moves her mouth up to my ear, licking the outer lobe and running her tongue back down to my neck again. Sending sensations into my. .” She glanced at me, her blue eyes questioning.I nodded to her.“Sure!”My son pushed her down and mounted her, kissing her and tasting my wife's pussy cream on her lips. He slammed his dick into her while Renee moaned out her pleasure, getting her asshole rimmed out by Nancy. This was exciting.My wife came up beside me, her big breasts jiggling and face smeared in pussy cream. She snuggled up beside me. “So, the garbage disposal?”I stared at her and laughed. I kissed my wife, discovering that.