His thighs are so wide and thick. His manly hair and his perfume smell gave me an intense feeling. He now pressed his thighs on me and I can sense him... I didn’t give him any signs and I just show him I fell asleep. Now he come close and we both kind of lay one over another for sometime.I now feel his cock pressing mine. He removed my trousers and underwear and his too.. We both rubbing one over another. We both know but we didn’t showed. He whispered me to do something.. Now I kissed his lips. Nothing was said to please Lord Rahh more than licentious sacrifice. Despite King Zemanshãh’s insatiable love of fornication, he had never had a child. King Zemanshãh’s childlessness bothered him dearly. Often he would grieve. His greatest concern was that he had no male humanoid heir to take over the Paressii Empire after his death. King Zemanshãh was nearing his eight-hundredth year. Since most Paressiian men lived no longer than the age of seven-hundred years, many subjects of that empire. "Just promise me!" she insisted.Now that voice I knew. It was the voice of a juvenile conspirator. We had done lots of things together that could have gotten us in trouble, but that voice said the trouble wasn't intended to catch me up in it. We had sworn oaths to each other in the past. They were silly oaths, but we took them seriously."Okay!" I said. "But don't make me sorry I promised."She relaxed. That made me feel better. I still didn't know what was going on, but she was acting more. ”“I promise to hold out as long as I can,” I said, still dubious I would enjoy this at all.Marco got beside me on the bed and squeezed my rump, stroking it a few moments. The others got behind me, staring at my pouting pussy and winking brown eye. His hand drew back and I closed my eyes. Smack. It was not as bad as I thought it would be. Perhaps Marco was working up to harder blows. Smack, slightly harder, but certainly no killer either. He’d struck me ten times before I even flinched at the.