The feeling was intense, so tight, wet, fleshy, and HOT. It took everything I had to resist the urge to begin thrusting hips back and forth. It took q...it a bit to work my cock inside her. “How far in is it?” she asked me. I was sure that I had it all in there, but just to be sure, I reached down with my hand to feel. “Past the thickest part.” I answered. While my hand was down there, a bright idea sparked in my head. I began rubbing her clit with my fingers while I slowly slid my cock in and. However, I sensed it bothered the Black Prince though, and it unsettled his grand entrance.“Yes, well, as a courtesy to the Count we stopped to collect you and your men. He insisted your men would add some seasoning to the local militia,” the Black Prince explained to his noble friends.“Whoever heard of mercenaries riding mules,” a mercenary muttered, with every intention that we all hear him. “The merchant warriors will probably lead the way for any routing militiamen.”Zetia gasped at the. As he pounded away, I could feel his cock harden more and more, the effect only his hands had been able to produce of late. His breath came in gasps, his hips pistoned his cock between my lips. My hand squeezed his balls, but gently. Suddenly he grunted, "NNGGHH", the slightest bit of moisture hit my tongue, and he immediately pulled out of my mouth and rolled onto his back."Did you cum, Frank?" I think so." He was gasping and smiling. I reached up to kiss him, to share that little droplet of. Richards smiled confidently and said, "I see. I think I understand this a bit better now. So how long have you been enjoying other men?" "I had my first brief affair nearly two years ago," I confessed. The waitress arrived with Richard's Crown and Coke, so I stopped talking. Richard was not intimidated by the waitress's presence. Taking the drink from the waitress, Richard said, "Thank you. Please get my friends another round as well." Without waiting for the waitress to leave, Richard.