Well, those days were over. On this night, the only Mets fans who could wedge their way into Camden Yards for Game Six either had gotten one of the pr...cious few seats allocated to the visiting club for the Series, or they knew somebody very high up in the world of politics, business, or sport.The Pope? Maybe he could land you a seat. The Governor? Possibly. The Governor of Maryland might have been able to get you a sad-sack seat in the upper deck in right, closer to The Warehouse than to home. Emily looked up into her father’s black eyes as his orgasm pleasured him. She felt his hard shaft pump his seeds into her mouth, covering the tongue and her throat. She loved the salty yet sweet taste of her father’s sperm and swallowed it eagerly with a big smile, hoping two more jets were there to replace the load she just sent down to her stomach.After half a minute, his dick started to slow its rhythm and finally gave out. Emily kept on sucking for a few seconds, trying to get the last of. “Hail Orkning, it is good to be home indeed.”Erik Gustav climbed into the flier and so did his trusted warrior. Reinhold, another retainer, sat behind the controls. Erik Gustav greeted the usually silent man and realized how fast he had gotten used to the always mild weather of Pluribus, as he was glad to be inside the flier. He settled into the leathers and then noticed the flier’s bar had been forcefully opened.“Orkning, what has caused this damage?”“The brutish Isegrim, thinking he owns all. I knew I had surrendered at that point. He started to rub his big cock head up and down my wet labia spreading his copious pre cum. He started to push the head into me when I came to my senses for a moment. I said No, Michael, not without a condom. He looked disappointed but I was not going to have another, “I’m not sure it’s yours” moment. He rolled a condom on his penis and pushed it into me. It hit me ... i was in too deep already. I was cheating on my husband. Michael bottomed out against.