I reached down and grabbed his cock in my hand, guiding it to the proper spot. He inched forward and I felt the invasion of his huge thing begin. At...first it was pure ecstasy but a second later I felt pain. I remembered the books talked about the hymen. This must be it. The pain wasn't too bad, so I didn't say anything. Matt sensed my involuntary pull back and stopped his forward movement. "Are you OK?" he asked. "It hurts a little, but I think it always does the first time, let's just. Their bodies glistened with sweat as they worked away at their pedals, their naked breasts swinging from side to side. Who were these women? They were all employees at my office. Cruises, such as the one we were on now, were once-in-a-month affairs. Each time, my personnel department would select ten women for powering the boat, and they had strict instructions to ensure that each woman employee was selected, seniority being no exception. And as one would expect, looking at the faces in front. He found the design a little strange. The ring was too small for a finger and the setting was wrong too, maybe it was an earring. Anyhow, Menja seemed enthused. She gave him a noisy wet kiss, jumped off his lap and stormed away. He was alone and soon he became grumpy again.Menja’s exuberance had not diminished in the slightest as she rushed into Athea’s chamber.“Here!” She held out both her hands to Athea. “Can we go and get the puppies now?” She asked a little out of breath.Athea looked at. There was also a small copse of trees to which Rory had tethered the horses. They were barely ten feet tall and they offered neither protection from the sun or from attack.The Mongols were at the bottom of the hill gathered about in a group, deep in conversation. It was obvious that some had been spooked by the biker and his pistol. As legend tells it, the only thing that a Mongol fears is thunder and to them, the pistol had made thunder that killed. Unfortunately, where they were standing was.