”“Don’t be.”“But it was pure horniness.”I saw his little tentpole sticking up and said, “I know something that will make it feel better....�� I pulled his gown up and leaned right over and took him in my mouth. With a gasp, he thrust up, and we worked his tool in opposing motions. Soon, too soon, his spasms started and he drained a fresh load into my mouth, much tastier than the aged seed of the day before. I swallowed and kept working him and soon had a second and then a third load nestled in my. In the mean time, I guided her hand to my 7 inches which she started to feel, slowly from its tip to the base massaging it from above my shorts, caressing it all the time. Our moist lips met each other and our lip lock, which started as a passionate kiss increased in momentum as it got longer; while our lips were busy, simultaneously she opened the button of my shorts, pulled down the zip and passed her fingers above my boxers from the base of my dick on to the balls; we continued to explore. Good afternoon, Herr Schmidt," Irenesaid with a smile for the approaching innkeeper. "A mostdelightful luncheon." Thank you, Frau Huxley," the jovial man responded using thefalse name Irene had selected for their disguise. "I will tellmy wife you enjoyed her cooking. And you, Fraulein Cheryl, didyou not enjoy your luncheon?" He gave her such an exaggeratedlyconcerned look that Sherla laughed in spite of her frustration."It was delightful, Mein Herr, and well you know it," she said,batting. Oncethere we began to kiss and with my body pressed against his I felt hisarousal and was glad. His strong hands were around me, pulling me to himand I did not resist. I lifted the tunic over his head and he stood nakedand aroused before me like a veritable stallion. Now I sank to my kneesfor this was the worship of the phallus, the next part of the ritual. Thiswas the first time I had tasted a man, and I heard him groan with pleasureas I took him between my red lips. I worked on him with my.