Sketching action is difficult. You have to put your brain where the action is and freeze the scene in your mind. Then you’ve got about thirty second... to draw before the scene evaporates and you have to pick a new one. We used to do exercises back in high school. Ms. Stone had us go to various events and we had to come back with at least three sketches of what went on. I’d sketched basketball games, school plays, the PTA meeting, and a horse show. Now that one was a challenge. Nothing like. Introductions were made but Diane could hardly catch the names. The accents covered the whole of the British Isles, including Ireland, north and south. The afternoon was one of reminiscence and story telling, with much "do you remember..." and "what happened to..." The pub rocked to our laughter.During the course of the story telling Diane and I got divided. The sailors, however, did not let Diane become excluded. She was included in every round of drinks bought. They seemed to consider it a. I have not let another man inside of me inside my deliverance from Euron, after all. They merely tasted me, as Theon here has done. Thank you, little brother. That was very sweet.”“Yes, it was,” Theon quipped, even as he accepted her kiss and let her taste her own bottom.“Back to the feast hall, before they wonder what has become of us?” Lord Darren Haerrd inquired of his prince and queen.“Oh, my dear lord, they know, but yes, but to the feast. I feel a strong urge to replenish my sustenance. Normally I won't rim a guy but he had just showered and swam in a pool. It was obvious he wanted it so I decided to make my way there. I started kissing, licking and caressing his balls. I held his cock in my hand softly sliding it on his shaft. I kissed slowly down to his exposed hole. His breathing sped up in anticipation. He pulled his legs up a bit just as my lips met his hole. I could smell faint chlorine from the pool as I put my tongue on it. I licked around it a bit listening to his.