By time I was done with him, he was gonna be empty. My hand had gotten a little tired, but I kept at it. I was going up and down fast, and it was just...a matter of time. I saw both of us were already pretty tired and sweaty, but that wasn't gonna stop us. His cock was as hard as a rock, and it still felt absolutely amazing to have my son's cock in my hand. Although, he was surprisingly good at holding his load. I thought maybe he was just really concentrated. I wasn't sure, but I knew he. “What?” I asked incredulously. Molly had huge space issues. It took a long time for her to be okay with me sitting next to her at lunch time. This was like someone with asthma offering to throw away their inhaler. And judging by the shakiness of her voice, Molly knew that. “There’s no way you’d be comfortable with that.”“I’d be fine.” Moly replied, clearly putting on a brave face given her shaky tone. “I don’t want you to sleep on the floor.”“I have a twin sized bed.” I reminded her. If I were. As its a nice summery dress it just rests on me as i start my adventure in her panties. I find her cock which must have been flaccid while i was getting my blow job, its small so i start to tenderly stick out my tongue and try bring it back to life. As i do i can feel it getting hotter and bigger. So my friend is at full mast and my head is bobbing up and down...i am enjoying sucking her cock, while i can feel the plug in my ass and all the cum in my panties. After a few minutes of this sucking. ‘You could have made powerful friends tonight. As it is….’ Without finishing his sentence, he spun on his heel and strode from the inn. D’Audierne sipped his wine and returned to the delicious duck on his platter. His room was on the third floor. By the time d’Audierne retired to it, his head was beginning to swim with wine and the throbbing in his head which had returned from the blow he took there. He stripped his clothes off and collapsed into the narrow cot without ceremony, and slept.