He admired it in the face of his sword having been a thief at various times in his wandering. "How did you hear?" The merchant Rousoul was celebrating...at the inn. Well, good sir, the inn has ears and those ears came to me and told me of what they had heard. It seemed easy prey for the prince of thieves." Oh?" Ariston asked. "Do you still think so?" No, good sir. It seems that I was mistaken," he said bowing his head.Ariston laughed, "I should take your head and put it on a pike to warn others. Soon I was taking his whole dick down my throat and as he loaded his sticky warm cum into my tiny mouth I swallowed him up. He agilely swung himself up onto the bed, gently knocking on to my back and straddling me. "Now my turn to teach my little babysitter how real men do it."He slipped his massive hand under my back and easily released the clasp on the top that had almost been his wife's. My breasts and erect nipples sprang into view but were immediately covered by either his eager mouth or. After that, the conversations turned naughty, i used to ask her how she satisfies her physical desires n all. She just told me that she can’t explain that to me. I took it further and asked if she masturbates or fingers herself, and to that she was like she doesn’t like the touch of her own. She also told me that she had a pillow which she used to keep between her thighs whenever she was horny!! And that was all she did. The conversation got hotter as the nights passed. One fine day, she was. . and pussy. She rubs her body softly against me but with such sexual tension and desire. My legs are weak. Oh god, I can't DO this!"Beeko!" No response. "Beeko?"She turned me around, facing her. Those deep, seductive eyes..."Who's Beeko?" she asks, her tongue rolling about her teeth as she does."Ah... no one," I said. Strangely, as if some veil drops over my eyes, I seem to forget the name, and who is was. Here I am. My past life fades from memory. I lean ahead, her eyes dreamily to mind, her.