That's all yours." I smiled as she looked from my face to my cock watching for signs of deceit. "Go ahead . . . you can taste that one since its hot a...d fresh." She waited for a moment . . . I think assuming I was going to get it for her. "Go ahead and rub it on your finger." She reached out with a trembling hand and barely touched the head scooping up the drop. My cock still jumped as she touched it and I felt the need to cool down for a moment as she looked at the end of her own finger before. There were also plenty of remarks about how I smelled when they dressed me in the sweat-stained uniform that had belonged to Ileana's grandfather. They just had to complete the uniform with all the items from the chest. So I stood there as they put the arm band, the gauntlets, the royal sash, and the ceremonial dagger on.There was some debate about the crown, as it was not the one I would be wearing on Tapato, but finally, Ileana decided to put it on as well. I could feel her pride, as she. As I lean over my sofa to close the blinds, Frank enters, and he lets out a long whistle before saying. “My, oh my, oh my. Is all that pretty brown ass for me?” I look over my shoulder smiling and replied. “It’s fit for a King to bury his face in, kiss it, caress it, then breed it slow.” Damn, he is not playing around!Frank heads my way with a surprise he asks. “Have you ever had a pot cookie before?” I shake my head no; Frank opens the container and breaks off two pieces of a great smelling. " Goo," said Laurelyn.Caitlyn remembered some of the things Zach had said during his best-man toast. "That's right, you had similar parents..." Well, mine were just absent," said Brandon."And we made mine shape up," said Meredith."But, yes, we know," said Brandon."That rules out the shotgun wedding, though," said Meredith, "which is the usual reason for hasty marriages. You folks have only been engaged for a month, so the wedding must have been recent." What she's trying to say, is," Brandon.