You might not be a man of faith, but you are a man of belief.”“We’re all men of belief.” Noah ended it there and got to his feet. Things rarel... went well for people who argued with the clergy in Medieval society. “It’s getting late, I’m heading back home.”“That is an excellent idea. Someone like you shouldn’t be out in the streets at night.”“Someone like me?”“Your swords. They tend to draw unwanted attention.”Colbrand was filled with adventurers armed to the teeth, what possible attention could. I released my cock, jumped on the bed and straddled his open and naked legs, the heat of his thighs crawling over my thighs. He released his now nodding cock and put his hands on my shoulders moving me forward. I relented and bent forward and first pulled his foreskin back exposing his glistening cockhead, drooling pre-cum and licked a bit of the fluid. It tasted sweet and good. Immediately, I opened my mouth and engulfed his exposed cockhead in my mouth and began sucking. Bob arched his back. The gate to her sanctity. The inviolate core of motherdom. It was there, but hidden from his probing eyes by the thickness of pubescent covering of fine curls of gold.Then his eyes swooped down following the exhilarating swoops and swells of her long, statuesque legs all the way down to her brilliant, red stiletto heels. Beautiful, long, curvaceous legs. Legs so long, you could ski down their soft smoothness.Even her arms were covered in soft, sheer redness. The floral etched glovelets she wore. Bad mera kaam hone wala tha maine bola kaha nikalu paani wo haanfti huyi boli aaaahh haye kahi bhi nikal doMaine lun bahar nikala aur apna sara maal uski motti gaand par nikal diya him dheele pad gaye aur shaanti se let gaye. 1-2 vaj gye the raat mail bola bahut maja aya maami usne bhi haan bola aur humne kiss kiya usne apne kapde pehne aur apne room me chalk gyi mai nanga hi so gea subah mai late utha colg jane ka mood nai tha ghar pe maami mai hi the maami mujhe uthane aayi maine usko wahi.