He didn't have the longest cock I've been with, it was about 7 inches but it was thick, the kind of thick I couldn't get my fingers all the way around...when I caressed it and held it to rub it all over my face, the kind of thick no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't deep throat, the kind of thick that made me wet just thinking about it and made me crave it like no other, the kind of thick I could spend the rest of my life trying to conquer.I had told my husband stories about how he used to. "Did you just cum?" I thought he might laugh at me, but he seriously answered my question. "No. That's pre-cum. It's slick. It's supposed to help when we have sex, so I slide into you easier." "You mean when you have sex with a girl," I told him. "WE are not going to have sex. Besides, I don't think I can fit that thing inside of me." That filled him with pride, me telling him his cock was huge. He began stroking it. He wrapped his thumb and index finger around it and began sliding it up and. His hand was soft and cool. Moving at a slow and steady pace, he asked if it felt good. My breathing was so hard I could only nod my head. After a few minutes he said to stand up. As I did, he pulled me in front of him. As he leaned forward my heart nearly stopped when he opened his mouth. His lips closed around my dick and he sucked on the head of my dick before pulling me to him. It felt funny but good. By this time all I wanted to do was cum. He held me by my butt cheeks as he moved me back. The man rushed up to me and told me that Tagus and Felicity had just been marched into the grand banquet hall under guard. The two of them looked well, but they were both in chains. I nodded in acknowledgement of this and quickly asked him a few questions. He told me that the guard had been made up of six men, dressed in boiled leather armour, capes, studded helmets, and armed with spears and short curved swords. He also told me that there were a half dozen more guards standing watch outside.