I screamed, It was so big, I felt like I was virgin again. Inch by inch he was placing his cock deeper and deeper in my pussy.-Your so tight baby, goo... thing your so wet, ever got a cock so deep?-No, what are you doing to me?A moan came of my mouth. His cock was all inside me where Nick had ever been, it felt so good. He then started fucking me slowly, I was so excited.-Give it to me, faster, faster!He started building up his pace, it was so good.-I love your big cock, give it to me hard!-wanna. You can’t just pull off the top; it’s on too tight. But you can work it off slowly, a tiny bit at a time, until it comes off by itself. That’s a bad metaphor but it’s all I can think of now. And they gave me this huge, huge opening where I could argue from a position of real strength—blackmail, almost, really. I think I picked this up from my dad and his lawyer; also my mom was a diplomat. I watched them all in action and saw how they were able to use words and actions to maneuver people into. And the same sex for that matter. "Nice to meet you," I replied. "Gorgeous, just like your Mother." They returned shy half-smiles. They kissed Vanessa and waved goodbye . Out the door they went. No doubt a night of sexy trouble awaited them. Vanessa and I enjoyed a fabulous dinner at a favorite restaurant of ours before going home for some dessert. The second we walked in the door, my hands ( and mouth) were all over her. I scooped her up and carried Vanessa to her bedroom. Kissing her softly. I met no one one the road, coming or going the rest of the day, but early the next morning I overtook three wagons loaded with wooden barrel of various sizes. The three wagons were accompanied by a six man crew of guards. Each wagon had a driver and a passenger. The entire group look well-traveled."Well met, traveler," the older and more seasoned of the riders greeted me with as I came up to him at the rear of the wagons."Well met," I returned, watching his eyes rest for a moment on my sword.