Though it was too late to back out now, she wondered if she was still up for her private little adventure. She calmed her nerves by rationalizing to h...rself that it was simply a massage, nothing more.She was pouring herself yet another glass of wine when she heard a knock at the door. She felt her heart beating in her chest as she opened the door. Standing in the doorway, a large leather bag strung over his shoulder and a large, portable massage table case at his side, was an extremely. .. Morgana: (sigh) you’re right.Tristan: I wasn’t finished. The SECOND thing is that you know Lancelot’s feelings on the Donovan girl, and those four on that ship. They may be the best, hell, our ONLY shot at getting into that system and seeing what the hell is going on. Without physical confirmation, we can’t get anything past the bitheads at Terran Intelligence who are either sincerely wrong in their beliefs or being paid to come up with misinformation. I mean, I saw one report that had a. Holding his thick rod and moving it back and forward tenderly I was sucking hardly one forth of his monster lengths and I felt it getting harder and harder with every passing seconds.My thick and rough tongue sent some sort of electric current in my body; she shivered thickly in strange sensation and instantly gripped her from his scalp while grunting erotically. My state aroused him a bit and holding my inner thighs and stretching them bit more wider he just continued licking my opening as. After awhile, he said, "Brynn, we can skip a few steps ahead in your training if you ... if you let me fuck your mouth." Well, even though we weren't really training yet, I learned something important. It's really hard to nod with a hard-hard cock in your mouth. "I go the extra mile," he said, "to make sure you get what you deserve." He was slow-fucking my mouth but not to my throat and he asked, "Is this what those other boys did?" I tried to nod again. Then, he went faster and he made noises.