Samian vintages were highly prized in Byzantium and the other great cities of the empire. In truth, the island could offer little else save stunted ol...ve trees and ragged goats. The harbour, usually a bustling place, was empty of ships save one. Like Cadfael’s own command, it belonged to Ioannis of Adrianopolis. Ioannis was a fat, jolly man who presented a habitually smiling face to the world. This jovial exterior concealed a shrewd and calculating mind tinged with avarice. Ioannis of. More hands than I can keep track of stroke and tease, cup and grip until I’m drowning in a sea of sensation. I writhe and twist beneath the onslaught, my body responding with wanton pleasure even as my mind tries to be outraged - tries to calm my body’s wild response to this other’s presence. But it’s no use - I can’t deny the intense pleasure building inside me. I’m lost in the bliss that comes with the freedom of being unable to do anything but respond to my body’s pleasure.Hands frame my. Patrick fucked away. Minutes later he held still, and held on(!), while I fucked. Then Patrick took up fucking again. Yvonne had cum twice so far. She hardly ever came more than once during the same fuck.Patrick was really banging her hard. I was getting close due to the feeling of his cock rubbing me. I started to thrust. I didn’t really mean to. I needed to. I was pumping her hard. So was Patrick. I let loose “Fuck, I’m cumming!”Yvonne groaned out “Me too!”Patrick let out a loud groan. Holy. ’ I grabbed her, pulled her into me and kissed her hard and passionately. I pulled away and said, ‘I have to get back to my apartment and change.’ ‘I’ll pick you up there,’ Jen said. ‘I’ll be waiting with bated breath, my love,’ I laughed. I picked up the plastic bag containing my very wet suit and left her office. I drove home and took a quick shower and put on clean, DRY clothes. GITANO’S 2 Jen showed up as I finished dressing. We drove to Gitano’s, it was about nine thirty when we arrived..