He then patted the sofa, signaling her to jump up and lay beside him. She pounced upon the couch and curled into a little ball, placing her head in he... Masters crotch. She looked upward at him, smiling as he removed the dildo from her mouth. She glanced down, between his legs and looked him in the eye again. There was something she wanted, something she yearned for, and Master's do not like to disappoint little whores.. He grabbed his cock by it's thick shaft, aimed it at her lips, and smiled. ” The tinny voice declared. “You may enter at that time.”“My prisoner ‘ere, he’s gotta interestin’ story ta tell! Might wanna talk ta him tonite!” Dulgan replied.“Prisoner? What kind of prisoner?” The voice asked.“Th’ wearin’ Mage King colors an’ ridin’ ‘round south o’ ‘ere attackin’ folks kinda prisoner! Th’ others wi’ ‘im were all kilt; he’s th’ only one still ‘live!” Dulgan retorted.“How far south?” The voice demanded.“Halfa day’s ride, ‘bout tha’. Mebbie less!” Dulgan answered.The resulting. Freshly shaved head? Check. Trimmed goatee? Looking good. Toned waistline? There was a little flab, but he would work it off. He looked over his tattoos. They looked sharp. He flexed his arm muscles. Yep, he still had it. Now to get dressed. He pulled a fresh pair of boxer briefs from the drawer. He ironed a pair of khaki shorts and a brown polo t-shirt knowing that brown brought out his chestnut eyes. He put on his musky cologne as he looked at the clock. Dawn would be here any minute now.. “Of course I will,” he responded. “I want to taste your cum.” “From your pussy?” he questioned with a hint of surprise. “Uh huh,” I replied. “Candy that’s so naughty.” “I know…..I’ve seen it in porn and want to give it a try.” “Come here and lie on your back,” he instructed, pointing to the edge of the bed. I followed his directions whilst he wandered across the room before returning to sit next to me. “Spread your legs and pull them back towards your chest, that’s nice I’ve got a good.