Such decadence! Imagine sitting on a man's face as he ate you with such relish!My wine finished, I reached down and parted his robe. He was of course ...earing a condom over his rock hard cock. I slowly peeled it off, watching the oozing pre-cum drip out. I snuck my tongue into the condom, tasting his sticky juice. It tasted absolutely delicious, and I wondered what his sperm would taste like. Oh well, he would find out, not me. I reached down and tickled his cock with my red fingernails,. ” She garbled almost unintelligibly. Where the fuck did the bartender go? Jim wondered as he quickly looked around and saw no one that even remotely looked like an employee, let alone Matt, the usual bartender on duty. He was getting more provoked by the minute with this situation and wanted to get the fuck outta there. “Mom, we’re going, NOW!” Jim fished in his wallet and threw a couple of twenties on the bar to cover her tab. The customers in the bar watched with intense interest but Jim. I swayed my hips from side to side to the music, brushing his face with my hair again while removing his belt and unzipping his fly. Difficult to do in any case and especially difficult given the tingles of pleasure emerging from my crotch. I pulled away from him whole keeping a firm grasp on the waist of his shorts and briefs. I pulled them to his knees as the huge penis I call ‘the beast’ sprung free, 11 inches of hard, uncircumcised glory. I had to stop dancing as I pulled them past his. "You're right, Cailan. This goes for you too, Duncan. You need aliases. What would you like to be called? We should probably take to practicing right away." Ooh! I've always wanted an alias! Let me think. What name should I use? I need something bold, a name for a handsome hero of legend, no? What about ... oh, I know! I shall be Garahel, named after the man who killed the last Archdemon during the fourth Blight. Perfect!" Your Ma ... Cailan. If the goal is to remain unnoticed, perhaps a name.