He had no need to impress the trainers. The Queen was his sponsor. He would gain promotion regardless of his skill.But Symington was finding life diff...cult in Emertland Guard barracks. The commoners would not bow nor scrape to the newest member of their ranks. Symington's promotion was conditional. Sir Torbert made sure than Symington knew it and he made sure Symington's new comrades knew it.As was tradition with the Emertland Guards, the cleaning duties were distributed by rank. As the newest. Next I walked around the corner and started down another hallway of booths. This guy walked up to me out of dark of the hallway. He was in his 30’s, had black hair shaved down and a goatee that was close shaved to his face.He was wearing a zipped down sweat jacket with no shirt under. You could see he had a hairy chest with the “V” of the jacket in addition, he was wearing sweat pant. He spoke softly but quickly in broken English with an ascent. I guess he would be from an east Europe country. And I say it’s just natural. Love a woman’s body rather than just seeing her as a sex object. Gradually you will give her immense pleasure. Yes, I don’t have a big dick. But according to sex experts and other physiology 4’ is enough to give more pleasure to any female.I have a 2.5” extra length than the required length given as 4”. My dick size is 6.5” and it has done wonders. I am just sharing my life incidents with my personal life not professional. If you want me to share yours, then only. I reached up and pulled the crotch-piece to the side andburied my face into my Aunt's pussy. She was so wet that my chinjust about slipped into her. I stuck my tongue inside and tastedher flood. I still don't know if she tasted good or not, all Iremember was the feeling of warmth filling my mouth, and a newtaste crossing my tongue.I kept my tongue out and started waggling my head around. I wasalmost like a dog, just lapping and wiggling, smearing my entireface with Aunt Heather's juices. I.