She asked me to take her mobile in the shelf on the corner of the room. I searched on the shelf for a minute. Suddenly I heard a sound of a door locki...g. I turned back and I found Namratha was standing near the door nude. I was shocked with that view. She boldly asked me “this is what u want to see?” I was speechless. She said, “Ok then come on do whatever u want to”. I moved near to her. She closed her eyes. I asked her not to open her eyes till I tell. I touched her boobs first, and started. That fucking black cock almost looked like it was twice as big as her husbands cock. She knew she was in for another hard pounding, but at this point she no longer cared. The craving in her cunt wanted it deep and hard.The black guy had laid on his back and she had been instructed to lower herself down onto that mighty weapon. Shit, that fucking thing looked like it must have been almost 10 inches long, and the cock head seemed to be throbbing just before she sat down on it."Okay, you start. Now, I just want to look at you and touch you." he said as he reached over and cupped my minuscule penis. I let out a soft moan. It always feels good when a man touches my sensitive spots with his masculine hands.As we slid our seats back, I was able to get on my knees and lean over his cock, taking what I could into my mouth. He tasted so good, and his cock was fleshy enough to fill my mouth completely. He then reached over me and fingered my ass with his middle finger. Good thing I douched. Swords were known, but impractical for the nomadic lifestyle, and were usually only carried by the eastern princes, as sort of a swaggerstick. One which could behead someone with.The nomads weren't worried about that too much, after all, a bow had a much greater reach than a sword. A sword was a most impractical weapon against a wolf, a sling would be a much better choice. Once the wolf was dead, would a sword be much use to skin it with? It was a funny joke, and everyone laughed.John made.