Are you really that sore from just two hours sex?" YES. I am! Please no more." Wow. You're not very good at sex, are you?"I saw her bristle at that, e...en get angry. Her lips even started forming the beginning of her protest, but then she realized what my hips would start doing if she said something like that. She visibly struggled for an ego-saving answer, eventually arriving at, "I AM good, but I'm out of condition." I would have thought that all the running you did would have kept you in. He has short blond hair, has a few pimples, but he does have a pair of the biggest blue eyes I have ever seen. Brad was one of the few guys that hadn’t hit on me all day. I don’t think he said a dozen words to anyone all day. But he was the guy that built the fire, always seen him coming out of the woods with more fire wood. He went fishing by himself during the day. I smiled and waved at him, he came up and asked what I was still doing up, so I told him about my tent and my inability to go to. The lips separate from my flesh. Sliding across the tip, his tongue gathers my salty emission which is leaking from me. Hot breath surrounds the glans, and again the lips close around the rim of from my pulsating cock head. His tongue dances across the velvety pink flesh for a moment before the lips, slide across the tip once again pressing the tip into my cock tube, only stopping to nibble for a moment at the pink top again. Oh another finger teases inside as I leak more and his hot breath. “I’ll do it.” Her brows went up. “You will?” I smiled with cracked lips. “It was my evil plan all along to gain the throne.” She sneered. “Ah yes. You meticulously planned for your hated rival to fish your near-dead body out of the water during the midst of a coup, drag you into a warehouse, and perform dark magic that you had no idea she possessed. Such a grand schemer you are; I never had a chance.”I coughed a little blood with my laughter. “You were just my pawn all along!”She gently blotted.