No v******e of any kind would be tolerated. No ass slapping, no anal penetration without complete consent. Alex liked Andy, he always had at work. And... was a straight shooter and always carried more than his share of the work at hand. He made sure that everyone around him got all the credit they deserved for their efforts. Andy was impressed by the young man. He was as he remembered. Clean, well groomed, and a hard body. Andy tried to be nonchalant but his eyes betrayed him and kept peeking to. He now led her back to Maegor’s Holdfast to shouts of applause from their men.“Yes, nephew, I know about you. This feels odd, but liberating in a way. There is no way, as proved by that High Septon who I just burned, that this will be lightly accepted by all and sundry people in Westeros. You might get some ... hard feelings. Still, people need to learn to put this behind them, and they will. Once they realize the danger that they, we, are all in, they’ll come to accept it. Most Westerosi, I. Smiling, Margo nods knowingly and kneels before him. Looking up at him, Margo reaches out and cups his ball sac through the black trousers as he watches. Taking her other hand, Margo lays her palm on the large bulge straining against the trousers.Margo’s fantasies about Father Anthony are becoming reality and she feels her honey pot dripping with sweet juices. As her hand traces the bulge, Margo realizes that Father Anthony’s cock must be near eight inches in length and fairly thick.He groans,. Having missed lunch and engaged in some strenuous physical activity, we were both ravenous by the time we got to examining the contents of her fridge.And then it was back to bed, both still fired up from our lust-fueled session on the pool table.Sunday morning, I woke first, reluctantly disentangled myself from Mel’s soft warm naked body, hit the bathroom and then the kitchen.Task number one, fill and switch on the coffee machine. I needed the caffeine hit badly, and I was pretty sure that my.