Feeling like it was well-received, I inserted a 2nd finger - then a 3rd. She gasped, sucked in a bunch of air, and gave off a deep, throaty "Ohhhhhhhh..." I knew I had the right ingredients to make a pussy happy!While continuing my oral/digital maneuvers, she did nothing but enjoy. Not long after the "Ohhhhhhhh," she began to suck a lot of air, with breathing intensifying. I knew she was going to cum. In the wink of an eye, she put her hand up to her mouth and bit down on it. She must have known. It went on for about an hour. It wasn't so bad, though. None of them lasted very long and I didn't have to put a lot of effort into it.The hardest part for me was that I was getting tired of kneeling. I really wanted to stand up and stretch my legs.I was amazed at the taste of all the young sperm. I like sucking cocks and I like having cum in my mouth. Not because it tastes good. It doesn't. I like it because it excites men so much and because it's such a nasty thing to do. At least that is. . My hard work would hopefully consist of hours spent with Kristen, working us both into passionate sexual frenzies.~~~~~K~~~~~As I was on my second cup of coffee, Greg came into the kitchen carrying his usual travel bag. “You were asleep and I didn’t want to disturb you last night. I have to go Philly for a couple days. Be back Thursday, hopefully for dinner.”“No problem babe, I have plenty of work to keep me busy. Have to keep my clients happy.”He grabbed one of the to-go cups we keep handy,. “Long live Crown Prince Michael. Defender of the Royal Family, and the new Protector of the Throne of Tapato!” cried Kalani’s father, in his native tongue.“Long live the Protector!” the assembled men cried back.Then gently taking my arm, Kalani’s father guided me to the center of the steps leading to the parade grounds. Dropping to one knee, with his head bowed, he spoke a few words in his native tongue. When I looked at the interpreter, he simply shook his head no. I found out later that, by.