"Vicky, I can tell you're freaked out about it, but I just want to say I'm sorry. I had way too much to drink, and I let myself get out of control."I ...new she was sincere, but I didn't want to have to deal with what we had done. "It wasn't just you. I was pretty out of control also." No, see, that's exactly what I don't want." She took my hand. "You shouldn't be blaming yourself or feeling guilty for any of what went on." I certainly can't blame what I did all on you," I argued. I could feel my. Samson had been blessed with a miraculous set of testes. Not surprisingly, they were huge, like a pair of chicken eggs, but surprisingly small in relation to his torrential ejaculations.Each of his testicles could hold up to a pint of sperm. Under normal atmospheric conditions, they would have swelled to grotesque dimensions. However, the streamlined design of his genitalia prevented any potential encumbrances when he fucked. Like miniature boilers, his testicular vessels stored his seed under. I realized I was starting to get aroused and had to banish those illicitthoughts from my mind. I was in the process of ripping my fixated eyes awayfrom this black stud when he suddenly snapped to attention and barked atme."What the hell you looking at faggot?" he sneered, charming as usual.I almost jumped out of my skin. "Oh nothing, man." I stammered, "You hurtyour neck?" Yeah" was his simple answer as he gave me a dirty look, turned off theshower and walked away."That went well" I laughed to. She lay there, leashedand bound."Stay away from me!" I brandished the knife in both hands, pointing ittowards the man. "I have a knife..."Now he roared with laughter and struck his shoulder in admiration threetimes. "I salute your courage Lady! Perhaps you will prove to be a moreworthy foe than your riders from Kadesh!" He grinned and drew hissword. It was heavy, longer than my arm, and very sharp. His body wasdressed in cured leathers over his robes that afforded him someprotection against.