” He began to pick up speed and rhythm. The man held her hips while he worked his cock inside her as he watched his eight inches disappear into her...velvety walls. He moved his hand to rub Jolie’s clit before he moved again to collect some of her juices as he brought the wet fingers to her tight ass; wetting it sufficiently so he could explore the tight orifice. He rubbed his thumb around the puckered hole slowly before he inserted it pass the resistant barrier. Jolie started to moan. But he had told her he was looking forward to the evening and that on Sunday they could pick up Jace and join his friends for another Sunday lunch, this time at a Chinese restaurant in China Town. Her life seemed so much more joyful and rounded now, no longer sitting at home alone, each day she looked forward to the evening and her time with Misha, his deep and passionate kisses, his hard body pressing down against hers on the couch, his hands stroking her skin, his hot mouth at her breasts.. Ab main voh fat gaandu se bola, “darling ab tum mere Lund ko oil lagao aor apni gaand par bhi oil lagakar mere neeche apni gaand ko ooper karte hue aor mera Lund pakad kar apni ichha se tum khud under daal lo”.Main doggy style mein tha aor mere peechhe voh ladka meri waist pakde hue apna Lund meri gaand mein ghusa hua tha, idher yeh fat gaandu mere Lund ko oil lagaya phir apni back ko mere stomach ki teraf karte hue mere neeche agaya aor mera Lund pakad kar apni gaand mein dabane laga, main. The bottom line from our point of view was that we were tired and we were all going home for now, but that we would be back come next summer to discuss things with his king. That discussion would probably take place among the burning ruins of his home and involve a sword or an axe. The good captain could tell the king and his advisors whatever he wanted to, but we understood that saying anything that would get him killed may not be wise.The bottom line from his point of view was that it didn’t.