His gaze piercing through the souls of his men, as silence spread through the ranks, not even the horses dared to neigh. "I, PLACE_HOLDER, son of ANOT...ER_PLACE_HOLDER, King of KINGDOM_TITLE swear I will not let evil take hold of this land ever again!" he paused, letting the troops shouts of approval and clanking of shields embolden his words. "As we take our capital city back, we will vanquish those who harmed us and free our people! Promising justice, honour and glory!" an uproar went up in. They keep rolling away. Donna and her friend have now started playing. I let the guy m***** my tits for a bit. Then reached for his crotch. That's what he's been waiting for. He stood right up and let me grab him. He left his hands on my tits while I opened his pants. Fished his cock out and started stroking him. Then took him in my mouth. Slightly bent to suck him, the chair rolling away did not make it easy. Finally I told him to sit on the table. Pulled his pants to his ankles. Stood in. "You feel nice," she said leaning back into me."Stand properly," I chastised. "Now relax."I propelled her swing, but the ball didn't go very far."Relax," I said. "Let me do it. You just feel it." I can't feel it. It's not hard." Crystal's innuendo slipped right past me."If it's not hard then you should be able to hit the ball better. Relax. Loosen your shoulders."We swung again."There!" I praised. "Much better. Keep working on it."We moved to the putting green where my primary challenge was. My palms rub the skin of my soft thighs and warm them against the cold breeze that continues to ripple into the room. I pull my left knee up towards me and then let it lie back down to the side. My hand now travels to the inside of my upper thigh. As I do so, my right hand runs through my short, soft pubic hair, gently pulling it as I do so. After a moment, I draw my hand to my mouth to wet my fingers and then return it to my crotch. My wet finger tips delicately run over the folds of my.