Stabilizing, though just barely. he tried to take stock, pulling the excess cloth from his waistline around in front of him.Had he lost weight? He con...idered murkily.As he stared however, best the limited light allowed. At least six inches of gap between his abdomen and his belt were plainly visible.He had lost a LOT of weight! He corrected himself,Again, reflexively Nobuyuki unbuckled and attempted correcting the situation.Finding with and additional grunt, the belt already occupied its. She cocked her head curiously, trying to figure out what was going on with her limited senses. Presently someone stood at the end of the bed, she could feel their legs pressed against her exposed and vulnerable butt, and they leaned over to grope her small chest and caress her flat stomach, running his hands down towards her crotch. A finger, then a second entered her, exploring her entrance and spreading her lips. She heard the shutter noise of a phone camera, realising the person was going to. What happened to my back came later at the hands of Englishmen. Before my mother died, I had a job working for an old Danish noble who had some money troubles himself. But he knew my family and he told me one day that my uncle had drunken himself to death one night. He taught me to shoot with a bow and a rifle and to ride a horse and many other things, saying that I ought to know of them even as I was. So to finish my tale, I am — as far as I know — the bastard son of a very poor whore who. I sigh and shake at the pleasure it brings me. I slide a finger in deep and twist it about, slipping it in and out, grazing my clitoris. I need it, long for it. I pull my finger out of my steaming hole and bring it to my lips; I suck my finger into my mouth, and savor the taste. It is salty sweet, and makes me think of a salted-nut roll. I smile a dirty little smile at the comparison. I imagine my finger is your cock. I suck it playfully and enjoy the flavor of me on your surrogate cock. I.