‘Still’, she mused, ‘it had all been very exciting’. Far more exciting than her life normally was. Part the sevinth: What happened later that ...orninge By the time Groat had hidden the money, returned his new mare to her stabling and returned to Castle D’Airing it was late. He was almost tempted to stay up and watch the new morning, which, despite the events of the night before, promised to be fair and pleasant, instead he made his way to bed. Later, although he could easily have lingered in. "So why don't you do what you always do when you're bored," Tiff suggests with a chuckle. For some reason, my mind isn't allowing me to come to the same conclusion as she obviously has, so my incredibly intelligent and witty response becomes: "Hurgh?" I know, I'm a genius... "Attack yourself between the legs with a dildo," she clarifies, clearly amused by my clueless behavior. "Isn't that what you usually do when you're bored?" I play with the strap on my bra with a thumb, tugging slightly. Upon reaching China, Taylor was so elated, so high on the country, he barely drank, cutting back to a beer or two, maybe, at night, sometimes not drinking anything for the first time since high school. Of course, it did help, too, that the local beer tasted like piss and the national hard liquor, baijiu, tasted like foot fungus sieved through a stinky sock.Taylor found himself enjoying his semi-sobriety, was sleeping far better at night and had gone down a couple pant sizes.Life was good. He. "Its so thick." he rubbed his slowly, and my balls started to hurt. Seriously hurt, like someone had driven hot irons through them. I screamed in pain and grabbed my nuts. He pulled his hand back in fear and moved away from me on the bed. "I'm sorry! what's wrong? are you okay!?" "Pull down your shorts. NOW. I need to cum, and fast. I'm so horny; it hurts." he nodded silently and pulled down his shorts. his cock was perfectly straight, standing up at a forty five degree angle from his body..