His head was shavenand he wore a pointed black goatee. All of his clothes which deep, shimmeringblack, as if reflecting his soul to the world. My bloo... ran cold. Handsbehind his back, he walked confidently to my prostrate form."Do you know who I am, boy?" he commanded. I whispered that I did. Hesignaled that I was to stand before him."Have you heard tales of my treachery? How I had King Stefan, his wife andnewborn daughter killed?" I was trembling as I said I had heard those 'lies'but did not. They stopped me from pushing the girl off as she sucked and handled my cock with some expertise and quickly brought forth what I then tried to hold back, to no avail. I came, copiously which she swallowed and seemed to be able to smile up at me as she did so. Then Ann went down and gave me a quick suck and a kiss on the end of my knob, to be followed by Kathy, doing the same thing. Then ‘married’ me to wife number three, and the three of them then went giggling and laughing into the bed and. “Don’t come,” she breathed in my ear. “Later. Maybe.”She giggled, cupping my naked breast, the pad of her thumb stroking my aching nipple.“Later, after you’ve had your mouth on my pussy. Your tongue inside of me. After you stink of another girl’s cunt. Jenny.”She really wasn’t helping matters, but then, I’m sure that wasn’t her intent.I’m not really sure how long it went on, me finger fucking myself, careful to bring myself to the edge, but not over, time after time, while she abused my tits. Im Kathy, and Im with the Martin University swim team, do you have a minute for my spiel? Jill was struck by they contradictory body language coming from this girl who would surely be asking for money in a moment or two. As a veteran seller she could tell shed lost her will to hustle, and it made her a little sympathetic, although it may have had more to do with her attraction to her. So she decided to put her at ease a bit. Honey, as someone who makes a living in the selling game, you gotta be.