The exact location of Lavender's homeland wasn't known; even Lavender had only an inkling. She knew from which direction she had run and was able to d...scribe the original port from which she departed, but after that it all seemed pretty much the same. From her descriptions of the four subsequent ports-of-call prior to Salas they were able to narrow down the general area and one of the king's merchant captains was fairly confident he knew what the last port was. Consensus was it would be best to. She moaned softly. “You do have a point. And now that you know who I am, what are you going to do?”She ran her hands up his arms and over his broad chest. “We’ll just see about that, won’t we? Now, how about we start by turning on the lights, hm?”“I don’t think that’s a good idea…”“Why not?”“You’ll change your mind, I know it.”“Oh, honestly, I’ve seen you at least once a week for a long time. I know what you look like without the lights on. Why on earth would I change my mind?”“I don’t. We had both confessed to each other that one of our biggest fantasies was to watch a group of men jerking off and cumming, this might be our chance.I got a little bit bold and told her that I wanted to kiss her all over and taste her body and feel it's warmth on my mouth. We laid down on the towels and started to kiss again, only this time we started to move around to get in position so we could both explore each other's body, Judith brought my attention to the fact that all of the men watching. The profound contrast between his wife’s tightly stretched pink pussy and James’ big black, veiny penis was profound and showed him in every detail what the fuck was doing to her. “Kiss my balls.” The king said. Hubby craned his neck and puckered his lips to gently press them against James’ hairy, wrinkly scrotum. He smelled the musky scent of nigger sperm – more virile and pungent than his own. This was baby-making sperm. Hubby kissed them several times. “Now lick my dick.” James.