Lapping. Scooping my honey that seems to have no beginning and no foreseeable end. Unparalleled wetness tumbles as he utterly devours me, stray drople...s he doesn't catch drizzling down my bare thighs.The unholy sounds my pussy emits as he licks and slurps are beyond depraved. And that's before he slides his tongue up from there to smear copious juices around my knot. I've never experienced anything like it as his tongue swirls, flutters and begins probing my tightest entrance. Involuntary moans. But military success was not the only achievement springing forth from the Manchu Court. Social progress, economic growth and even artistic expression flowered. The years that had passed since he had found out about his immortality had broadened his interests beyond the next fight, tavern or girl. Not that he didn't still find those all very interesting he admitted to himself with a bit of a grin. But more and more he enjoyed a broader life now. There was time to learn about and savor music and. So he grabed ahold of me and pulled me to him. He told me to get down on my hands and knees.I told him no.So he pulled down my pants and told me again " get down on your hands and knees" I again told him "no".He wasn't about to leave me without fucking me.Fustrated at me for not listening he pushed me to the ground.I fell on my hands and knees.He pulled my ass end up in the air and rubed my pussy and smacked my ass .Little did he know I was loving it .He took his cock out of his pants. " That won't be a problem, all you have to do is make a few adjustments."I looked at her with my best incredulous cocking of an eyebrow."I am not fucking with Mike's head just to screw Tiffany. I don't care how hot she is, he's been my best friend since..." I'm not asking to fuck with Mike's head, I'm asking you to fuck with mine." Back up. What the hell went on while I napped?" I got to thinking about that talk we all had with Kirsten. About how we all love each other. I realized there's one.