One of them was called Patrick the Viking because he had been captured by the invading hordes from the north when he was but a youngster too small and...weak to carry a heavy sword. The Norsemen gave him a captured crossbow taken from the French at some raid on their shoreline several years past.He quickly excelled with the use of the device and eventually became proficient in constructing arrows that flew straight and true to the mark at much longer distances than most bows of customary design.. I rang the bell and laxmi opened the door.I closed the door and hugged her.She went away and said”ndukanta tondara”.I said i couldnt wait and again went near her.She gave me juice and told me to get energy and laughed.I drank wholly and lifted her to my bedroom.She kissed me harder on my lips.I hugged her and removed her pallu. Kissed her and removed her saree and petticoat.She is not wearing panty.She is looking hot in blouse without bra. started to smooch her pussy.She moaned loudly. "I hate to cook and since all we do is sit around all day sucking cock surely we can catch one of the group fixing dinner and join them." Speaking of sucking cock," Shelly said. "Care to guess who milked one last frothy load out of Adam last night?"Allie and Sarah exchanged glances."Walt?" Sarah asked with a smile."Up yours, Sugar Tits," Shelly replied."You are getting quite the mouth on you, young lady," Allie chided. "But by all means, tell us who? I don't guess, perchance, it was you?" Why. It felt great to see the skin bounce back hairless with every glide of the razor. Her pussy was wet and looked like the cross section of a hot jam donut. As I held the razor, insane thoughts flew through my mind. In the pause, she looked back and could almost read my thoughts. With a smile she said ”I’m yours! Do anything to me”. At that moment, I wanted to shaft her with my cock….drawing blood was a fading thought. Job done, I put the razor away… she squashed my cock onto my stomach and rubbed.