Through my drunken haze I realised what it was. The last guy’s cock tasted like pussy, he had obviously been fucking earlier on in the night, probab...y his wife or girlfriend before he came out, this should have stopped me but I was just so into it I couldn’t stop. Just as I felt his balls tighten he pulled me back into his lap, I knew he would slide into my dripping spunky pussy with ease, I was wrong…. He fingered me roughly covering his fingers in spunk before rubbing the cum around my tight. Terms meant so much to people sometimes; Ling had explained why he had upgraded the town to city, and asked for a vellum scroll from the new ruler ‘being pleased to re-confirm the ancient and honourable state of city on Brancaster ... de dah de dah de dah’. It was true, four hundred or more years ago Brancaster had been the Imperial capital for the region; yes, they would like to think they were being returned to such importance.Ling was working on an idea for four regional capitals with equal. I love the feel of his skin under my hands. I love how he feels under my touch. I continue to rub him, feeling him relax. He jumps as I pour some hot oil on his ass and thighs and begin to rub him slowly. I then roll him over, sit on his dick, feeling it getting hard under me. I pour oil on his chest and start to rub it all around. He reaches up and pulls me down on top of him, kissing me hard. He removes my hat. Rolls me over on the bed, he is on top. He whispers in my ear, ‘Time for me to. She leaned into him, sinking more of his rock hard shaft into her pleasure passage and starting to bob her head on the cock in her mouth like an overeager whore. Hands grabbed her head to slow her pace as the second stranger tried to keep himself from cumming then and there. She was nearing a third climax herself, and her breathing was becoming shallow again. The first stranger cupped her ass and leaned forward, sliding himself balls-deep into her glutonous, grasping cum-catcher. She squealed.