I expected Banzai's normal Knob Creek, but this was a surprise: It was smooth as hell going down, much smoother than Knob Creek. Shit this might be th... best bourbon I ever tasted. I asked, "What the hell is this?"Banzai laughed softly and answered, "It's Pappy Van Winkles Family Reserve, there's hardly any better bourbon in the world."I took another slug and stated, "Shit, it's a shame to drink such a fine bourbon in such a cavalier manner."Banzai again chuckled and answered, "Don't worry, I. Seeing that he meant it, she took him by the hand and led him over to the sofa."Well, I will tell you then, as an English lady perhaps should not, that I am glad to be here in your bedroom. I too have enjoyed all my time with you, and all our little games, and will be sorry to see you leave. Shall we have some coffee and a drink together?" she asked.The Earl nodded to the eunuch who immediately rang for coffee to be brought, which took only moments."Will we need the servants again tonight?". I pull away, step just outside of your reach, you go to move but I say no stay there. You watch as I reach down, slowly undoing my pants. The button, then the zipper, opening them up so you can see my panties, little cute black bikini. Only exposing a bit of the top. I turn around as watch me slowly wiggle my way out of them, bending over watching my ass push towards you. Bent over I slide my pants down to my feet, then slowly stand up as I slide them off completely. I turn around and walk. He watched a drop of precum drool from the flared hard knob,knowing he would spray with just a touch now. Waiting till the tremors went down, he walked to the corner of the cell where he had devised a chinup pole, and, facing the mirror, watched himself do chinups, a light sweatbreaking out on his body again even though his hardon barely wilted. The finelymuscled torso showed its definition as he reached 20 reps, and gasping inexhaustion, saw his hardon wilt, but his balls were still full as.