I would prefer we continue with this some other time, in private... Our situations are similar Sheila...---Ok.The two women change the subject... ...P...cking up on some conversation they overhear at the bar..., Sally and Sheila start talking about Wilbur-s..., who is their respective employer an paying for this dinner.Sally liked the name the monks gave her... there was an old Spanish mission near the monastery in the Philippines and the monks had learned Spanish ages ago ... it was their. The Southern gate lay ahead, within view.The Northern gate was well removed from the palace, and had so far been easy to hold. A unit of slave-archers and farmer-spearmen occupied the guardhouse, shooting any Hai Krun patrols that ventured close. No message had traveled from the guardhouse back to the palace, so there had so far been no attempt by the Hai Krun to mount any kind of attack on that position. Along the perimeter of the wall, archers were posted, shooting down passing enemy. He then put his hand around my neck and said "tell me when you come" he fucked me like he had not had sex for years. He was pounding me and staring right at me, I don't think we blinked once. His dick felt incredible in me. His rhythm was that of a salsa dancer and every time he sunk deeper into me, he gripped my neck a bit further. He shifted himself slightly (without me noticing) and he moved my arms up behind my head. I had to be the most silent person and so did he but I wanted to scream. Her legs were in the air now and she finally screamed, “Oh Tragor! Fuck me! Take me! Yes, yes! Stick it all in!” Again she was pleasantly surprised. He entered her gently and slowly. His thrusts were circular and so painfully gentle. She reveled in the feel of her emptiness being stuffed with hot throbbing cock. Her carnal cravings were sending rippling waves of joyous lust through every part of her being. She broke a long, devouring kiss and whispered into his ear as she licked it with her.