She felt his hardness for the first time, pressing against her thigh. She formed a mental picture; "He's got a monster. It's huge! I can't take that t...ing... I could never... What's that he's doing? How the hell did he know I... ?"With a suddenness that surprised him, she pulled him closer to her and cried out, "Oh, yeesss! Yes, do that, oh, God... Yes! ! Yes! !"He was licking around the outer edge of her areola. She reveled in the sensation as he continued dragging his tongue in gentle circles. Personally, I wanted to stay where we were. Being warlord had never been one of my driving ambitions, but I liked the idea of keeping the peace and letting civilization grow. The nearby town of Oricantha was a fine example of a starter for civilization if it was given a chance. I wanted to give it that chance, so I decided to mount a campaign to convince the Olgars to stay at Johnshome, the castle.I was going to need a "sign" from the gods that staying at Johnshome was what they wanted, but I. Knowing that he would soon be fucking my girlfriend in my house, in my bed while i waited outside like a pathetic loser made me feel submissive and horny. I went and waited by the bus stop. 45 minutes later she called me. "get back here. He's gone. Come and lick the spunk off my face before it dries up." . I hung up and sprinted back to the house, entered and ran up stairs. I found her lying on the bed with her skirt pushed up to her waist, hair ruffled, bra still on and a content look on her. He was much conflicted by these orders because he had a comfortable existence in his defensive castle with a supply of food and water to last through the entire hot summer with plenty of female hostages from the native population to keep he and his men entertained through these heated summer months with their friendly attitudes providing he continue to supply their village with provisions for the hard months ahead.Even this very night he had two of the lovelies reclining in his bed dressed in.