So with the Bergins on our backs and the rifles slung in their canvas carry cases we approached what we assumed was a village.As we approached we real...sed it was a village but a village not in the sense of a permanent one. The village what one in our time would call a line camp for a construction team. By now the camp had come to life and there were workman moving like ants. They were constructing a road with stones and mortar.By the mode of dress and the fact that roads were being built I knew. You could tell he relished the taste and feel of my cock by how eager he sucked on it, how he moaned in pleasure at its taste, how he pulled it out, licked at my shaved balls, tongued the shaft before hungrily sucking in and out. OMG my cock felt so good in his mouth it tingled and made me squirm a bit and made me feel gayer than ever getting my cock sucked so intently by such a masculine man. It was almost too much it felt so good. I fell forward and put my hands on his shoulders as our. He was doing his best to walk with that huge cock up his ass. He was taking wide steps, while moaning and yelling, "oh yeah." They got to the bed and Steve laid his chest on the bed next to me face down. His feet were still on the floor ass up with Dom going to town on him. Steve turned his head to me with a goofy look of bliss on his face. "I wanted to be greedy, but me and Dom wanted to give you a gift baby," he huffed out. I was about to ask what he meant, when Dom started really moaning.. She is shaking, with a gasp as if I’ve hit home. I release her and she wheels around, we kiss, and as soon as I am certain she is kissing back, I urgently press her down upon the bed, my body on top of hers. When we stop for air, I touch her between her legs, wanting her to know that this will be no makeout session, that this is going all the way. I need to press on quickly, to preclude feminine reservation, I am bent upon ravishing her, to say what I cannot say in words. ‘Spread your legs.