N here he was now, between my legs, his tongue in my crack n going towards my dripping pussy. I lift my ass so that he can get full access.. His hands...were my ass cheeks parting them apart n his tongue working my pussy.. How to explain the pleasure he was giving me at that moment, i wish it never end. He lick me so well for long time, even my asshole. I was moaning with pleasure n biting my own lips.. Then he stopped for a while, n then climb back on me, but this time he was naked, i could feel. " I know, Doug. I've thought about nothing else since we talked about it. But ... I haven't changed my mind. You're a wonderful man and a great father. I love the children to death, but there's something missing in me. It would be easy to say yes and know that you would care for me and love me for the rest of my life. But it wouldn't be fair to you. I'm still looking for something and I don't know if I'll ever find it. I just have to keep looking, I guess." I understand. I wish you felt. ”With that, Tracey sauntered over with a huge grin on her face, turned her back to me and very slowly lowered herself onto my lap, allowing my cock to slide easily into her moist and very warm cunt all the way. Rather than move up and down, she then began rocking her hips back and forth as we both watched Cathy extract from her bag a large black dildo (was she missing her ex-lover?) with straps attached, a smaller capsule about four inches long attached by a thin wire to a control device and. “Do come in. I trust you are familiar with the charts?”“I happened to study them again this afternoon, Sir Harold,” Thomas replied with a straight face.“Why, Sir Thomas, that is fortuitous,” Hastings grinned. Hastings had started the jest a week earlier, mockingly addressing his captain as Sir Thomas and he took the riposte in good humour. Of course, they were both knights now, but the question remained whether the Royal College of Arms would recognise the titles and grant them the honorific.