She slung it over her back but felt it hitting uncomfortably low and knew it wouldn’t work.“No, that won’t do,” he said. “It’ll bounce aro...nd too much, and you couldn’t wear it while you’re riding. Let me see ... I’ve got a horse bow quiver around here somewhere.”Marl wandered to the back of the shop, which appeared to double as a workshop, so Shavala removed the war quiver and hung it back up on the wall.“Are you going to buy more arrows?” Corec asked quietly.“His are too long for my bow, but. I was terrified he was going to stick it straight in me, my ass has only ever had my wifes strap on in it, but he slid down to his knees and began to lick my ass, oh what a feeling as he started to slide his tongue into my tight ass as he reached round to stroke my now rock hard cock. He spun me round and took my whole 7" right down the back of his throat until my balls were banging on his chin, I thought I was going to shoot there and then but he stopped and reached in his sponge bag took out. Each one of them kissed her and thanked her before they dressed and left. The strange thing is, she never ever fucked any of them again. You can imagine that it took me some time to get this much detail out of her but she could see that the story really turned me on. I would get her to tell it to me over and over, getting a little more detail each time. I also used to fantasise with her about being in a big room, often a poolroom where all the guys she had ever fucked had been reassembled. She. I apologize for that. The man got up but I was still wary of him and I think he was of me. I think I need a drink. A stiff one. Maybe several. He took a few steps and then turned to me. Care to join me? Why not? I returned to Noras bedroom, put on my jeans and shirt, then followed the man downstairs to a room that looked like a combination study/library. He poured from a Scotch bottle. Im not a fan of Scotch but he was the host. I wasnt going to complain. He handed me a glass. I dont think weve.