My cock was so hard, it was beyond belief. It must have grown an extra inch. It continued to pound and press into her lower region as she persistently...roped herself on me. I couldn’t take much more. I was so sexually aroused and excited i was literally about to ejaculate and probably pass out and drown then and there in my own pool. So with my final ounces of power, i leant back into my sister, and put my arms around her once more, this time around her waist, just resting atop of her perky butt. It was quite artistic, but also incredibly erotic, especially with the real live model sitting just a few feet away from me. Mrs Maddison saw the expression on my face and smiled."Don't be embarrassed Jimmy," she whispered. "Charles is a professional photographer and I sometimes model for him. He's proud of his work." Proud of you too dear," interjected Mr Maddison. "Nothing to be embarrassed about Jim. You should never be embarrassed at a thing of beauty."Mark leaned in to whisper in my ear. "Doesn't it feel better to be sucking the cock of your Master than those men on the subway?" Yes sir! So much better!" I said, having no idea now how I had ever even considered such a thing."That's because you're mine. You belong to me completely. Your entire reason for existence is to please me." I know, sir!" I exclaimed, so excited by the beautiful truth in his words that I couldn't stand to wait another moment to have his cock in my mouth again.I was sucking him faster and faster. There was. Plan? What plan? He had to stall, give himself time to think. "Do the Sicceians send out patrols?" He held his voice calm. Questions would give him some time, perhaps they will trigger something, anything."They have a small number of fighters they use to patrol the nearby area, but otherwise, no, they do not."Still complacent and secure in their superiority, Tristan thought. "How many ships do you have available?"The officer sighed. "We have twenty-two fully operational capital ships, and.