And watched herself in the mirror. She said she couldn't believe I'd cum for her so many times. It was 2:25AM when we dragged ourselves into Brown's ...afe for much needed nourishment. Mike and Marsha (Mots) Milles were there after being in the White Horse dancing. We sat with them and Marsha could tell, immediately, that Debbie'd gotten her brains fucked out. Marsha had "B" cup bullet shaped tits, with huge puffies. I'd had a hard-on for them from the first time I saw her. Mike loved. "Roll your hips at your fingers. Keep your fingers still." I lean forward and flick my tongue over your lips."God, Sir," you moan."Fuck your fingers." You start sliding them in and out. "Fuck them." You gasp, fucking them harder. "Push at them. Use your hips." Goddd..." Stop." You hold still and whimper softly. "Don't move. Slide them slowly out." You tremble as you do. "Good girl. I want you to pinch your nipple with your wet fingers." Which one?" you ask, your hand floating in mid-air."This. There may be something." Otetiani sounded somewhat reassuring. Hampton knew that Otetiani was smart as a whip as well as being the bravest and studliest of the Shewan tribe. The colonel had often thought he'd like to get his cock inside him, but he knew Otetiani was too strong for him. Two determined tops did not make a promising match.He was finished with the Indian. He dismissed him with a wave of his hand. He didn't bother to look up, so he missed the contemplative look the Indian subchief. . perhaps a change of clothes is in order? Shall I measure you for a motley, my fool of a Duke?" Things are what they are, young Lady." The elderly Duke Enos muttered, as if repeating a long established story from rote memory. "Through the laws of inheritance, of blood and kin, this land upon which I now stand was entailed to me, and not the Earls of U'Roth, who usurped my inheritance. If that makes me a king, than so be it. My own nobles uphold my just lawful claim and are gathered upon this.