On John's first night, while I was on my knees pleasing him with mymouth, I looked up into his eyes and found him looking down into mine.No words were...spoken and none were needed. At that moment the dramaticdifference in our status was crystal clear, and seemed so right. Thiswonderful specimen of manhood also reinforced my acceptance of what theladies had taught me, that some of us were just meant to be "real men"and some of us sissies. It made perfect sense that he is what he is andI am what. You look amazing sitting there with your prize on display; you cock all thick and hard just waiting to be devoured. I don’t think anyone can see us and I really don’t care, you are just gorgeous. I trail my fingernails up the inside of your thighs straying past your balls and around your cock. Teasing you, not only with my fingertips, but also with my tongue, as I glide it across my moisten lips. The head of your cock bobbing with excitement, as you watch me. Now who is teasing who? My hand. Form up defenses, and prepare you men to meet the English face-to-face. There is no hiding the facts. We are outnumbered, starved, and exhausted, while the English are fresh and well supplied. We will all die here today. I am sorry to have brought you all here to this end, but I would rather die fighting our enemy than being chased down and slaughtered as we run away like cowards.”A couple of his men shouted encouragement. Jean studied the map. “Sir Jean, there may be another way. We may not. She had occasionally dabbled in anal sex, but that was years ago. It had hurt too much the last time, and she had sworn off of it. "Well, don't you worry none. This won't be your regular ass fuck. It will be a pressurized one." Having said that, he stuck the cold nozzle through her tight anal ring. The cum eased its passage.She heard the whoosh of air and began to feel a cold sensation in her bowels. Her stomach growled as air bubbles began to push everything else aside, filling her intestines..